Poems from iamtime
I hate this, loathe it with a passion.
Why must I write an essay on something that means nothing to me.
When I write I offer you a part of...
Let me tell you how
I would live as a cow
Though it's no way to behave
I would start a bovine rave
And I would be much happier than thou.
No
I wont fall into those traps
Go away
I know I can function just like everybody else
Stop it
I will get over this myself
Let go
I can...
But when you felt ready to shake apart,
when the cold hands of fear gripped your heart.
Did you not then beg for aid?
Because you could...
There is a great and terrible feeling behind manipulating people.
The feeling of power sinks into your skin,
as you make up a story on the...