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--- Jul 2013
When I am around you
I am Happy
Joyful
Amused
Content
Excited
Mesmerized.
I don't feel like this
Alone.
But around you
Something changes.
--- Jul 2013
Sitting under a tree
Next to you
Not for long
But
There is few things
That I have enjoyed
More.
--- Jul 2013
I do not write
To express my feelings.
I write
To find them out.
Because I can't keep up
With my mind
And I don't know
What I think about.
That is why I have no drafts
Because I want to know
My raw feelings
Unedited.
--- Jul 2013
Answer me this.
What is the difference
Between words
And
Poetry?
I write words
That could pass as
Poetry
Or is it
Poetry
That could pass as
Words?
Someone tell me
Because I fail to see the difference.
--- Jul 2013
Am I a poet?
No.
I don't even like
Poetry.
It was never something I
Liked
Read
Enjoyed
Something changed
What was it?
Oh yes.
I read one
Of hers
And I felt pain
Agony
Excitement
Joy
Sorrow
Anger
Bitterness
I still
Hate
Poetry
And I refuse to write it
Or read it.
Cryptic words
With hidden meanings
Are too much work
To convey a feeling
These so called
Poets
Just seem...
I don't know.
Something.
I don't write
Poetry
I write
Feelings
Thoughts
Worries
Love
I am not a poet
I am a boy
A soul
A conscience
Yearning for a way
To express itself
In this vast
Unending
World
Of poets.
--- Jul 2013
I'm bored
I want attention
...
I need you.
--- Jul 2013
A thought
It could be anything
Cars
Video games
Books
A fun word
It's fun to see where thoughts
Go
If allowed to wander
They usually
Go
To sleep
Go
To perverted matters
They are not
Easily
Controllable
But they can be.
Or at least
I'd guess.
I plan to make
No
Effort to control
This stream of
Emotions
Ideas
Life
Because that ruins the
Fun.
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