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Beans are people too!
They are just like me and you.
so this happened
Fezzes are red
The tardis is blue
And I suppose if its my last chance to say it
Rose Tyler I -
this ones for all my whovians. sorry for making you cry a little bit
LOL
LOL
lol I have no life
what's wrong with that
there's no strife.
no life? No problem!
having no life is pretty awesome.
Lol this is myfirst poem
why can't people just admit they have done wrong.
why do they need to find someone to blame
and make them fell awful,
put them to shame.
Can't you see I'm trying my best,
but I wont submit to you.
Not like the rest.
Just admit your faults
the rest of us do
you're not perfect.
You make mistakes too.
So yeah this one actually rhymes. im actually pretty proud of it
I wake up, Beans
I eat breakfast, Beans
I go to school, Beans
I go home, Beans
I eat dinner, Beans
I go to sleep, Beans
What do I dream about?
BEANS
I don't know why I love beans so much
Your all that I think about
When I close my eyes you're all that I see
Why do I love you so much?
You are the best beans anyone could ever ask for.
so yeah this one goes out to all those beans
Down                                 stairs. No
           the                    the                     one
                 stairs.   Up                                   really
                                                          ­                         cares.
I don't even know
Why can't saying goodbye be as easy as saying hello.
This is just one of my weird thoughts
Rose went away
so the doctor is blue.
Ask Donna "wheres the doctor?"
she'll reply "doctor who?"
Sarah jane and Martha,
And now both the ponds
Had their fun with the doctor
and now they've all gone
so ask me again
Why the TARDIS is blue
there's a sad man inside
With both hearts torn in two
This is not mine I found it on instagram but its too good not to put on here
I believe that if everyone in the world talked to each other rather than about each other the world would be a better place.
Yet again one of my weird thoughts
They say to write what you feel
But what if you don't feel anything?
What if all you can feel is the emptiness
the longing to be something great
and knowing you will never be.
knowing that you don't have the talent
to be what you want to be.
I guess in the end you do feel something
but not what you want to feel
just the feeling of want.
don't judge my writing please. I know it doesn't rhyme but this is really how I feel because there are so many things I want to do but I don't have the talent to do them. for example I wish I could write well but as you can tell its not working out the greatest
Why
Why
Everyone in the world tries to be different
So isn't that what makes us all the same?

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