I think i'm just gonna be by myself my whole life.
In friendships I'm in now, seems like I'm just being used.
Once i realize this, i feel like a cloud..
with rain is on top of my head and
trying to brush away all my pain.
The cloud and the people around me trying
to console me never work.
So i back away and hide behind the books.
I'm the loner, the one that won't fit in any clicks.
I like being unique and be my own leader.
When things are under the weather for me,
i try to forgive and forget.
But things or people remind me of my rainy cloud.
The only way i get out of this mess
is playing music and try to impress.
Alex D. (2010)
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The Ballad of Fly
PoetryA combination of the author's poetry in one single spot. Some poems have mature content while others are silly poems that were created for a writing class the poet attended during high school. Enjoy!
