A poem of life.
I’d like to go shopping,
Or maybe to the beach.
But I’m stuck in this house,
Another five weeks.
Finding every little thing to do,
And the house still looks like a zoo.
Can’t wait until school starts again,
Since friend best describes you.
Most leave half of the time,
And others work until they are blind.
Some aren’t able to walk,
So they sit on the couch and talk.
Being lazy is what they call it,
But you don’t recall.
Spend time with your others,
Eventhough you don’t have the same mother.
So in the end let yourself be,
No matter how they talk.
Screw them all,
Let yourself be free.
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