Ok, so I know I originally started this blog to post my poems, but it's turned into something of an online diary. So, at long last, it's another poem!!!! And there was much rejoicing. (Sorry, really, really tired, woke up at three and my dad woke me up at five, so I didn't get as much sleep as I was hoping for.) Back to the poem!!! It comes with that special feel that only a sleep deprived poem can bring, so here ya are. And it's in stanzas!!! With puntuation!!!! And I'm using lots of exclamation points!!!!! And being a smart alec. That last remark doesn't deserve exclamation points it's so normal. Anywhoooooo, without further adooooooo, my poem.
My thoughts bubble,
Boiling over and
Spilling out onto
The empty page
Words unspoken now
Stain pages, touching
The world, though
The world may
Not touch them
Who will hear me,
Will someone feel
Better or changed
Because of my words?
Or will my musings
Be just words on a page?
Pardon the slightly loopy introduction. (Ok, really loopy.) I'm really loopy today, that is my excuse. If you don't like it, tough. :P anywho, I'm sure you are questioning my sanity at this point, so I better go before you call the funny farm. (Or have you already done that?)
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