I sit on a raft surrounded by sea
Off the island at last, but I'm not actually free
So I sit by myself with my uncertainties
All alone
The ships that had taken me away from that place
Saved me from a monster so foul and full of hate
Pushed me overboard like some sort of dead weight
All alone
The said I was becoming a monster, you see
Like the one on the island that imprisoned me
They said I'm better off floating out in the sea
All alone
And now as my skin becomes scaly and green
And I hunger for all of the ships I have seen
I sit and wonder what went wrong
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I Was Really Bored.
ŞiirWhen I am bored, my mind wanders. I sometimes find myself writing random things. Most of it is either poetry or songs. A lot of it is sort of weird, but I have decided to post some of the stuff that I think is actually good on here for other peop...
