A girl about seven 
Sits still - full of doom
It's 2 in the morning
And she's scared to leave her room

A ghostly girl with bad intentions
A skeleton made of gold
She filled the air with a cold infection
And let the people mold

They didn't believe her when she was small
So maybe now they'll listen
A ghost haunting the walls
Of a place she once called home

I Don't Think Anyone Will Understand

Jun 6, 2026

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debbie

oh my, rhyming is a very delicate and difficult thing.  Alas, this does not turn out well.   Only a very few can do rhyming well.  Don't constrain yourself by rhyme.  It can be fun, but usually ends with a pun.  See I just did it myself! Listen-- if you think these ideas shit ignore them,  if they help--great.