Listen
I hear them laughing below
And my anger beginning to grow.
There was once an angel in my life,
But she could never be my wife.
Maybe that's why I am all alone.
Not because I'm being productive or in the zone,
But becauese I am different and people don't like different.
That's why every time I come near they whince.
I'm sorry that I can't be like you
But who I am is who I am, I am true.
You can tell me whatever but I won't listen
It's too late for me to listen.
YOU ARE READING
Feelings, Fantasies, and Other Thoughts on Life
Thơ caLife gets out of hand all the time, but sometimes it goes according to plan. Other times, you'd wish that it would go a certain way, and other times you're completely baffled by life. Well, here are my feelings, fantasies, and other thoughts on li...
