
Because the question is much too pressing to keep on my mind
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Mystery - Words: 77 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 12-21-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2754968
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What I've come to discover
Is that my life is fickle.
The look of my handwriting changes
Every other day.
One second I'm listening to the soft
Acoustics of Jack Johnson,
The next rocking to Aerosmith.
One minute I'm happy and hyper
Suddenly I am sullen and silent.
What I don't get is,
Is this just who I am?
Or is something wrong with me?
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And really
I'm afraid of the Answer
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