Friday 13 July 2007

Fool

I can't breath
Cannot speak, why not?
Shh.. the guards awake

Can't find solace
No, not anywhere, why not?
I'm all alone

Anything I do,
Turns out worse
Is it? then why?

The papers turned;
Couldn't find it,
What? The answers.

I ask, why not?
No answer, ya
Thats the answer.

Then why,
Why the exam?
Why mouse can't run?
Why I can't shoot?

Pages turned around,
It was me,
Not the question.

I never read it,
Never heard the answer
Right inside me.

I found it, what?
Never a question
Without an answer.

1 comment:

  1. Desperation....
    Contempt....
    Frustration....

    Uh.....what to say dude!...the poem is quite confusing....sounds like you had a real bad day...take a chill pill....

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