Warped Words

(This entry is copywrited by usagi on 11-26-01 @ 2:59am EST)

Conversation too complex in my mind
Everything I say seems to have a deeper meaning you need to find.
But it’s not.
Unimportant ramblings, of a poet in utter sadness.
Give me a pill a drink something to end my madness.
Getting angry when I am not herd.
Like people must sit there and hang on my every word.
What am I thinking next what are you going to do.
As my words leave my fingers, lips, my mind and flow to you.
Are they important?
Or are they Just rants?
From an Insane person needing attention from her parents.
Words spoken from lips of people all have value.
It the worth you put into them that will end up selling you.
Read my words make me feel worth.
Perhaps my words will inspire your words to come forth.
As for me we shall soon see.
If my words are art or my suffering from insanity.

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