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This is the truth
And I know I'm going to hurt you
Can we just spend another day here
No I'm not going anywhere
I keep thinking
If I just keep writing
I'll find poetry I've been waiting
Not knowing what i was going to see
I found my self in a place where i wanted to be
Stupid stupid, they all said
as I read, as I speak
as I try, as I cry
as I see, they can all do it but me.
They're your age, they all said
as I sigh, as I try
as I look, at that book
We are
day-to-day here, surviving off
coffee and energy drinks
and herbal teas passed like drugs
beneath the lunch table.
Like cigarettes
We were friends back, years ago
Back When She was a awkward nerd and my hair was nappy.
Now We're all grown up, reunited,
And All I want is to make her happy.
Miss Doctor Professor Mrs. Teacher Mister,
Can I show you how much your class means to me
20 years from now?
Let me get up and walk out the door
Because every second that hangs himself, by his big red hand,
"Here I am", said the teacher. "Here I am", said the vocalist. "Here I am", said the piano. "Here I am", said the books. "Here I am", said the desire. "Here I am", said the practice rooms. "Here I am", said the history.
Filling the mold, being the faithful daughter,
Doing as I am told, it is not a bother.
Always honest when inquired, presentation is the key,
Ask, and you will know, just who I am to be.
