I'll update this with an old poem once a week:
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This Is Me
An insomniac
No no, I don't do it because I'm a maniac
or studying like a braniac
Or this is how I'm trained to act
it's just the main fact
that knowing time is what I lack
and I admit, that sometimes I wanna yack
from the whack
stack of work that I do
homework? haha no... you don't even have a clue
The videos, the poetry and everything that expresses the soul to me
creates the flow in me
keeps me going G
Peace and quiet is all I need.
During the day, it's my time to play
but at night
where the moon light
shines my frights
and lowers the sense of my higher heights of life.
is a fair trade
for just a small wage
of a pair of.
baggy eyes
and confusion of time lies
and the weak fallen thighs
but you know what it is
staying up? that's my buiss
so get out my grill
about changing my life still.
The night life, thats where the party will be
Insomniac mind? Yeah..
This Is Me
