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I FEEL BESIDE MYSELF
SITTING UP ALONE IN THIS ROOM
HURT BY THE FEELINGS THAT I HAVE INSIDE
I HAVE THE INFLUENCE ON MYSELF
TO DO UNSPEAKABLE THINGS
I FALL IN AND OUT OF LOVE SO QUICKLY
IT LOOKS LIKE AN AIRPLANE CRASH
FEELINGS STREWN ALL OVER THE RUNWAY
THE RUNWAY THAT LEADS TO MY HEART
OTHER PEOPLES HEARTS WHICH ARE LIKE AIRPORTS
HAVE MANY SUCCESSFUL FLIGHTS A DAY
ALL OF MY FLIGHTS SEEM TO CRASH ON TAKEOFF OR LANDING...
MY BODILY RECORD OF THE NUMBER OF SUCCESSFUL FLIGHTS
ARE 4 WEEKS
HELP ME I AM FALLING IN TO THE ABYSS
AN ABYSS SO DESERTED I FEEL LIKE THE ONLY ONE THERE
THE ONLY ONE IN THE WORLD WHO HAS BEEN HURT, ONE TOO MANY TIMES
I DO NOT LEARN, BUT THIS TIME I WILL
LOVE ISN'T FOR THE FAINT HEARTED,
LOVE IS FOR THE STRONG PEOPLE,
THE POPULAR PEOPLE,
THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
THE HOT PEOPLE
I AM NOT ANY OF THESE
I HATE THIS WORLD
WITH ALL OF IT'S UNFAIRNESS
I WISH I WOULD JUST SLEEP FOREVER
BECAUSE IN MY DREAMS I AM LIKED
IN MY DREAMS I AM POPULAR
IN MY DIREAMS I DONT WANT TO DIE
Wow. this is good.I know what that's like... in terms of the poetry, just as some constructive criticism, parts of this sound more like prose than poetry. more adjectives would help.. but other than that, this is awesome. keep it up. ~Joanna