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no one can see me
I hide myself can't you see?
cuz they dont care
how is that fair?
they have others
why would they bother
to be with someone like this
i bet they wouldnt miss
me when im gone
dont tell me im wrong

I can't seem to control
all my emotions and it seems to play a role
in why no one seems to stay
that and I may
not know how to hold a conversation
its quite hard to make friends when
I'm socially awkward

so instead of trying
I'll just be here hiding
watching everyone else
have a life while I'm by myself
its great when you want to make new friends but you know no ones gonna like you or care bout you so you don't even bother trying. and then when you do try you end up annoying them cuz you're so used to talking to like two people and you start acting like how you normally would around the new person and they don't like it.
  Dec 2016 zeph the deer boi
Cheyenne
Just another day.
Just another break.
Just another moment
that my heart couldn't take.
04/08/2010
public class Poetry extends ConsoleProgram
{
    public void run()
    {
        System.out.prinln("* A poem about a word ");
        System.out.prinln(" Continue the poem using the letters ");
        System.out.prinln(" Random? No! ");
        System.out.prinln(" Of course it'll sound a bit off ");
        System.out.prinln(" Sadly that's how it is ");
        System.out.prinln(" To inexperienced poets ");
        System.out.prinln(" I for one don't like this sort of poem style ");
        System.out.prinln(" Can't always do what we want can we? *");
    }
}
idk for some reason i had to put an acrostic poem in my coding program. so heres a lil poem for that program. its dumb but eh. the language is java!
  Dec 2016 zeph the deer boi
Steele
There are 10 kinds of people in this world,
and binary accounts for them all.

They're happy and sad.
They're ones and zeros.
Villains and heroes.
Villains, yet not all bad.
Despite everything life decides to hurl;
Despite every brick ball of fear
Through the stained glass windows of their minds,
Through it all, they survive.
They're angry and glad.
They're happy and sad.

And in their duality, they're still smiling there
at your sharp hasty words
at your venomous hurt
that you wish so desperately they, too, shared.
Love thy enemy.

Special thanks to Kelley A Vinal for the binary inspiration. You can read her poetry here: http://hellopoetry.com/kelley-a-vinal/

It's pretty solid.

Edit: Holy Daily, Batman! Wow, I'm so honored. Glad you all like it so much! :D
I threw out the key
wanting to be away from
this society
trapped myself in this room, i
prefer it like this
can you see me?
hear me?
feel me?
can you see how broken I've become?
don't you see?
with every little touch
I crumble
idk
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