I'm laughing,
but I'm lying.I'm cheering,
but I'm crying.I'm dancing,
but I'm dying.Why can't you see that?
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a Neurotic Insomniac
PoetryLet's see how this goes. It's time for this sleep-deprived, emotionally-unstable creature to write some shit down.
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I'm laughing,
but I'm lying.I'm cheering,
but I'm crying.I'm dancing,
but I'm dying.Why can't you see that?