What's this feeling that I feel?
It feels like there's butterflies flying in me.
But I'm not seeing anyone,
Nor am I excited.
I feel exhausted and tired,
Like I had just ran a thousand miles.
The energy in me is slowly draining,
Leaving a very weak me.
Just as soon as I wanted to shout out loud,
My nose twitch sending millions of impulses to my brain.
I quickly stood up and ran to the kitchen,
Food was finally served on the table.
I happily skipped my way over,
Then and there i finally know,
The feeling that I was feeling.
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Food is bae💕
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Random Poems/Writing
PoésieRandomly thinking of short poems/writing. Some of it are free verse poems,so they don't rhyme.
