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i woke up

i woke up at 7
waited till 11
just to figure no one would call
i think i got alot of friends
but i don't hear from them
whats another night all alone??
when your spending everyday on your own
and here it goes
i am just a kid and life is a nightmare
i am just a kid and life is just unfair

and maybe when the night is dead
ill crawl into my bed
staring at the four walls again

i think about you every night
when i am in bed
i know you think about me to

but know that you are far away
it really doesn't feel the same

Author notes

this is bout me
Written June 10th, 2005

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  • cossey3269
    April 8, 2006
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    good stuff keep it up............

  • davidishere
    July 14, 2005
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    beautiful, loved it, has alot of feel to it, and was thought through well, you had done a good job, keep up at the excellent writing and i shall continue the reading.

  • Gerbil
    June 12, 2005
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    Nice! I love the way you said "staring at the four walls again ". It really conveys a sense of imprisonment, which in a poem like this is always a nice touch! The last two lines were a slap in the face, it's awesome! nice job and keep up the good work!
    ~Felicia


  • carmel apple
    June 10, 2005
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    Hey I really like this one..