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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 5:53 am
I'm trapped in my palace A cage A bird cage made for me To drive me insane With silver bars I want out A lock and a key I want out Right by my window LET ME OUT! There's a view of the lake It's so far away... It sparkles in the sun I can't stand it The window is closed Locked tight To keep out the wind Lies To keep out the germs Lies To keep out intruders To keep me in! To keep you out
I'm trapped in my palace It's driving me batty It's always quiet Loud in my head, They leave me in peace They keep me away They respect me They hate me! They love me why? They are my friends why? They love me why? They are my family why? They love me Why won't you answer me!? But sometimes hehehe On rare occasions hehehe I feel lonely I'm so lonely I need someone hehehe To play with me HAHAHA To talk with me To get me out To take me away Out of my head I need someone I'm going insane! I need someone nice I'm going insane! I don't want to break
Can you hear me? I"M SCREAMING! Can you hear me!? DON'T LIE! Can you hear me!? AM I LOUD ENOUGH FOR YOU!? I NEED YOU! HAHAHA! I NEED YOU! DON'T IGNORE ME!! I'm sick of my palace . . . I want 'out'
I posted this because some people keep complaining about the poetry and how it is all the same. I haven't read much poetry so if I offend you, well. I don't give a ********. If you really are emo, then go do whatever you think they do. Even pretenders have to know something about that. (( By the way; this isn't school. I don't want to know what you do in front of your mirror.)) If you don't like the poetry then do whatever you want. Post in the thread; leave a comment on my profile; send me a PM. Go on a rant about how much of a manbitch I am, if that's what you feel like doing. Oh... and respond to the poll. I'll love you forever. Also. In regards to the poll. If you feel like going on a rant, feel free to do so.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 5:55 pm
i dont like it stare its slow and childish. real emoetry has feeling. and tyou do cry through your pen. not whatever it it that you do-_-
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