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Title: Could this...

How come it all seems perfect in the beginning
Why does it always sour in the end
There is always something that tells me no
But I never listen to it

But there's something different now
Nothings holding me back
Nothings telling me no
Nothings telling me to leave it be

Could this one be different
Could this be it
Life is full of these questions
But you have to answer them on your own

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Title: Videogames

Videogames
They are something to do

Videogames
They can be funny, scary, or just plain stupid

Videogames
Are what I like to play when i'm bored

Videogames
Tell a story

Videogames
Are a good way to spend my time

Videogames
Are just something else for me to do

*I know the poem sucks, but I was bored when I wrote it, anyway, I love videogames, so it's ok.*

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Title: Inner Thoughts

As the world turns
Our own inanity burns
It burns a deep hole
Almost greeting our fleeting soul

*I write shorter poems sometimes to*

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Title: I don't know

I can’t always see
What’s right in front of me
Sometimes I respond to late
Sometimes to early
But I can never seem too get it right

I don’t know what to do
I’ve fallen before
But never like this
Never over anyone else
Have I fallen this hard

Sometimes I fell infantile
Like a newborn child
Helpless
I don’t know what to do
And I have nowhere to turn

I am tortured night by night
Thinking about the future
I don’t know what could happen
I don’t know how it will turn out
I don’t know what to do

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Title: Not another freak

I need to break away
From the chains that hold me down
Your negativity
Keeps me on the ground

Everyone wants to change me
They try and label me
Put me into a category
Like I’m just another freak

But maybe I am just another freak
Just another outcast
Someone else for them to pick on
Someone else for them to make fun of

But I know that’s not my reality
It’s not what I want
And I won’t accept it
Cause you don’t even know me

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Scud's poems 3
solemn lines