The Damning Of My Poet Soul

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You have spent all your life with me.
Please, I ask why won't you listen to me.
Always busy, all of you,
I'm sorry, but you just don't seem important.
So I may just lay awake all night,
And sleep all day.
Alone.
You can say, I personally,
Prefer it that way.
But only if someone would just listen to me,
You might find out I'm as clear as day,
I'm ambitious but much too nervous to jump,
Always willing to try to defeat any challenge.
But always afraid to take the first step.
Stuck here,
To scared to move forward,
So I scribble on this page,
My life,
First person point of view.
Listeners on the verge of tears.
Readers are hungry for more.
But you're still thinking,
What a bore.

And here I sound a whole lot more than what I am.

Here I don't have the time to be scared