If I was a cloud, I would be dark and dreary
Drifting aimlessly through cities
I'm the cause of people's weary
Despondent, my tears fall down, soaking the cooliesIf I was a girl, I would be glum and moody
Annoying people would be my job
I would wear a big, cool, dark hoodie
Eventually upon me there'll be a big mobIf I was a dream, I would be a nightmare
Terrorising children would be what I do
Even though people dreaming of me might be rare, (All should be on the same line)
I'm still extremely good at what I do
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Poems that I write.
PoetryIf you see this anywhere it's pirated. I wrote this originally. Enjoy! Please don't judge, I know I am amateur at writing