Maybe : the limbo you don't want to get stuck in. Waiting for something to happen , grasping at straws, watching the sand slip up, looking into the horizon only to come up with nothing.
Don't be so cool that you can't admit you're not.
Don't be so cool that you start being passive.
Don't BE so COOL that all that you do doesn't make you feel appreciated.
Mike check testing 1, 2, 3....
Words come tumbling out of me.
I stand here gawking;
And find you nowhere to be seen.
Only if I tried calling the right name
I'd know if you really did exist,
Everytime I fall for this silly trick,
Waiting here with this stick.
Woah, woah, woah, hold on! You say.
Smiling at you , I just sway.
Dear me , I call
Couldn't you have come a little earlier this fall?
A looky here , a looky there won't hurt me much I like to think
What blows my mind is we all fall down like rosie in just one damn blink.
To regret what I do wouldn't be right after all it's me whose doin' it with that crazy philosophical sight.
Come on dear me I know you can do much better now, I say
Trying not to go again the old school way.
~just a kid:)
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The Subtle Art Of Being A Misfit.
RandomMisfits or rougues who rebel are rare to find. This isn't a story too long but paragraphs and poetry long enough to make you understand ; what makes you one of us. "I don't fit in square holes. I'm meant to stand out." (P.s : I'm writing here for t...
