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I I I.

Who the hell can I talk to?

I dont know what to do,

I dont know where to turn

I'm as inept at relationships as a 14 year old

might as well be 14, for all the good it would do me

 

I dont have a subtle bone in my body

and there's enough drama in my life to make a soap opera

not mine

never mine

 

I dont know where to turn

who to talk to

what to do

 

I'm out on a limb

and its windy and cold here

In a list

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  • Perfectly Imperfect
    October 30, 2007

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    I really like what you've expressed with this piece. You've kept it simple, but still got your point across. I can relate a lot, and I love the last lines. Well done and thanks for sharing


    • pointlessdayz
      October 30, 2007
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      well, thank you! Glad you enjoyed reading this piece.

      So, not to promote my own work here, but this is the third in a series of poems that I have written. (If you couldnt tell by the title) Have you read the others?