Usually I write the inspiration stuff
I'm the giver, not the needy
Unless you've seen me recently
My writings are wonky
My self esteem is crap
Maybe I'm over thinking it
But I feel ignored
People have their own lives
"It's just one person, just one time"
All those "one person, one times" add up
Until no one is talking to me
Being home alone for 10 days takes a toll
This may not be a poem after all
It may just be a rant
Yet I fear I sound whiny and clingy
I live off of interaction with people
I begged to go to school today
I've befriended a glove
His name is Jason
I'll stop talking now
Goodnight
P.s. the picture above is Jason the glove
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a glimpse into this brain of mine
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