Some days I really think I know who I am,
But at times I feel my life is a sham.
Should I step in front of a tram?
Do I really give a damn?
I do not mean to alarm,
But I feel my life is a scam.
From the day that I was a lamb,
Settled in my pram.
But I'm stuck in a traffic jam,
A tangled mind I did cram,
Too many thoughts that feel like spam.
Should I jump from the Hoover Dam?
Oh, I'll send myself a telegram,
To remind myself who I am.
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Nightfall - A lifetime in self isolation
PoesíaHave you ever felt alone? Nightfall takes the ever darkening thoughts of a lonely student trapped in a warring community and turns them into poetry. My thoughts laid out for you.
