Thought of a social outcast (Poetry)

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So this is my skitzo thought, just writen down XD

Poetry of an outcast

I can't win this game.

This game is too hard

Please tell me the rules, lay it out for me

Give me cheat code

Guide line, this game is too hard!

Too hard,

Release me from this game.

Bright red, release me from this game of life

Stop, your game isn't as hard as others.

Look at people starving in Africa,

Their game is layed out for them,

Kindness and survival,

With one of those two things they can be remebered,

Or live on.

Then what about the children on streets prositutes, you have an easy life compared to children like them

Beaten because their parents are drunk,

Sexualy harrassed because they didn't know that's what the rod led too,

I-

You have no right to escape the game,

Being a socail outcast is nothing to,

You can't get out of the game because of that, they will soon be memories

Lessons, so keep playing

Keep playing the hard game.

Fine, I hate you

It's okay

Ya thanks.

Your welcome

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 25, 2010 ⏰

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