

How I am How I amHow I am by ~fragdude2k
I don\'t know what to say,
I don\'t know what to say,
Will I ever know what to say?
I am self-conscious
I am judge-mental
I think my self a dork,
For liking romantic movies and music,
It bothers me,
I am self-conscious of it
I worry what others will think,
If I speak,
If I look,
If I don\'t speak,
For if I do,
I may say something they think is wrong,
Or stupid,
The curse of the intelligent,
In the presence of the unintelligent
How can I speak,
If I fear speaking something wrong,
Or obvious,
Too obvious
What may I do to be the way I want to be?
Where can I learn to be the way I want to be?
Who is my friend?
Angel x by ~mymadworld
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<3
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always open doors from the far end, you get better torque.
Physics rocks!
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I do things like that because Writer's Block hates irony.
jdm.
ps - I really like your poetry.
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Waste not want not
-- The Mask
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when i look down
i just miss all the good stuff
and when i look up
i just trip over things
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Am I the star beneath the stairs?
Am I a ghost upon the stage?
Am I your anything?