Flying on a High
Not really sure why
Excited by the possibility.
Suddenly not so good
Tell me, I wish they would
Do I have any plausibility?
On a rollercoaster ride
Losing places I can hide
wondering about my capability
Not enjoying the up and down
On my face I wear a frown
why must it all depend on sociability
Its difficult to make friend
to know its real in the end
When it all about the publicity
Guess I should toughen up
And try an be an empty cup
Working on my own versatility
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Happy Musings of my Inner Critic
PoetryI am on whole a very positive person. Most people who know would tend to agree. However, I have a little secret. I tend to argue, fight, and pout just about everyday with that little voice we all have in our heads. I refuse to be defeated by said an...
