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public man
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This is something I wrote and showed my English teacher who said I should put it up for people to see, and I say its easier to take any criticism this way. I hope you like it as much as it means to me.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 123 - Published: 03-22-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3110868
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Public man

Not a public man

Quietly I sit, book in hand

Sounds of party, laughter and music next door

I do not envy them

I lie to myself

Where did it all go so wrong ?

Where did my friends go

I want to go ever there

But I can't

I am not a public man

I sit , I read , I am alone

Nobody bothers me

Nobody bothers

I had friends , they did not last

Going out a daunting task

Social pressure , I become uneasy

I say maybe next time

They do not call

That was the last

On a Friday night I sit alone

I sit alone

A book in hand

Because I'm not a public man

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