Here's another poem from when I was 15. I was such a strange
and tragic child. Hahahahahahahaha!!!!!
CONVERTED?!?
It's what I want and it's what I run from. They say I am crazy. I say I am not. I see myself when I look at confusion.
DECISION
Everyone wants it their way. I want it mine. Why must everything compute with everyone? They see me as different. I say, "Go to ...!"
REPUTATION
How do you feel when you have no feelings? My tears are held back by disbelief and pride. My worst fears are now my fantasies.
DEPRESSION
I ask myself how my life can make a difference. The knowledge of my loneliness is too much for me. Am I the only one who truly understands?
REALITY
I give in without a word to the influence of the future. Why is life based on decision? This is goodbye to this heartless world.
DECISION-REPUTATION-DEPRESSION-REALITY
CONVERTION
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