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[teabreak]

I sit here.
I sit here alone.
I sit here tired of being alone
Tired of what's expected of me.
Tired of going to school.
Tired of being good.
Tired of tiredness itself.
I don't want the goodness.
Take it away,
you can have it.
I don't need it.
But it's all I have.
Why is there always judgement
In looks
In stares
In existance itself.
Who are you to say who is good enough.
What is good enough.
Is there such thing as too good?
Am I too good.
Too good for me
too good for you
Maybe for me,
but mostly for you.
Leave me alone.
Stop the judgement.
Let what is be,
Leave existance to her trance.
Who are we to stop her.
What is so awesome about a sandwhich?
It's not awe inspireing.
Awesome Awesome Awesome,
now it has no meaning in it's repitition.
awesome awesome awesome.
rhyme it with something and use that name.
awesome awesome possum.
Leave awesome for the truly awesome.
Possum Possum Possum.
Too long for the page
Now this drated thing must end.
Put me to sleep
with your poison stares
and arsenic remarks.
Didn't I tell you to go away already.
Why are you still here?
Let me be alone.
It's not self pity,
It's a sad attempt at self preservaton.