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Ultimate freak poem
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Jamesdean wrote: "This is how it goes:
gonna try describe my state of mind
(how much of this isn't an exaggeration?)
please try and understand I have done this before and people have sung me lullabies, that came ..."
pretty good
gonna try describe my state of mind
(how much of this isn't an exaggeration?)
please try and understand I have done this before and people have sung me lullabies, that came ..."
pretty good

lol, when I first read the title of this topic I thought it said "Ultimate freak porn" and I was like, "WHAT?!" but then I quickly realized what it actually said. >_< I have a dirty mind, I guess...
gonna try describe my state of mind
(how much of this isn't an exaggeration?)
please try and understand I have done this before and people have sung me lullabies, that came to nought
I‘m tired,
stuck in this groundhog day
(this is not a phrase, it will not go away)
need singing to ‘cause otherwise I’m tearing up inside
who wants to manage me?
Not scared of the dark.
More afraid of greeting a stranger. Facing the day all over again. I am scared of
The people in the street. Scared of the faces I watch in wonder. What relation am I to them?
I sit and wonder.
Will I ever be equal to them?
Will they step down one day.
Just show me.
I'm scared of the people.
Their faces I can't read.
Rushing around me. Their words, facial expressions.
Feel like shouting: will you look at me?
Some day you will.
Crowds will part like the miracle Moses performed with the sea.
People will stop in wonder.
They will take a look at me and see...
I'm a freak.
Your not who you used to be.
Are you kidding me?
There isn't no one like me. I'm unique.
Oh please.