Not finished again

by ellewen   Oct 25, 2007


Without a similar insecurity
I might be cruel to those who are different
If I weren't me
horrid without Independence
or lakish without fame
tired of all these excuses
I am just another to blame
useless information
on that stamp of shame
tired of the restless
stop mimicking my name
At this point it's just a game

(incomplete... to be continued)

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments