1 June 2012
I am barley inspired. I am so damn tiered. You might think this is another poem. But these are the things I am feeling. While I am writing and breathing. There is nothing for me. I am fed up with school you see.
I can't think. I can't blink. I just stand there. Just to stare. Trying to find a second. But that won't happen till the end.
Maybe I should stand up and move on. But the only thing I am living for is my phone. It has everything. From google to bing.
This poem might not have a story. But it's ok, it's a poem only.
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