Why do you stare at me...
With eyes so sad,
Why do you not believe me,
When I tell you it's not a disease,
Would it put your mind at ease,
If you pretended it was so,
You think I don't know,
Who started those whispered rumours,
That I endure behind my back,
And the fingers pointing, that malicious laughter sent my direction,
It's not an affliction of the mind,
It's a choice I made, maybe over given time,
So why not accept this to be on my own free will,
Instead, you turn the shoulder on me, my one time friend.













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Here, here! This is good, Kai. Well done!
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The poet is a liar who always tells the truth
When the World ends, collect your things. You're coming with me..
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