Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Trembling

          Why do I shake at the tree of the populous?
          A leaf falling from the branch of a poplar.
          Blown by a wind of people screaming the details of their life.

Hypocrite
I write of myself
I think of myself
I'm concerned for my health
I see myself as a sensitive soul
Yet I have no belief in a soul

          I hate entitlement
          Everyone is an expert, an artist, must be heard
          My ideas are artistic and I should be heard

I'm a joke!!!

Everyone is laughing but it's not me they are laughing at because their every thought is of themselves.

And so I shake
alone and afraid
Falling
Forever

PHONY
FALSE
FAKE
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