Stupid kid

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  • Confusion

    Stupid kid

    Stupid kid,
    Messed up head.
    Slit your wrists,
    Think your better off dead.

    Your petty worries,
    Pathetic little lives.
    You say the pain,
    Cuts like knives.

    Kids are mean,
    Taunt and tease.
    If these are your biggest problems,
    Shut up please.

    You know nothing of life.
    But swear you know it all.
    You stand up kid,
    Just to fall.

    Life just sucks.
    Nothing anyone can do.
    So just deal with it,
    I was once there too.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    jillzabitch’s Poems (9)

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