Aren't You "Special"A Poem by T. L. O'NealAren’t You “Special”Written by: T. L. O’Neal In the real outside world There you have no place So you live your measly life Out there in cyberspace A lonely existence that you live Posing as a somebody When you know that… You’re just a nobody No one can see Who you really are Your face isn’t seen Hiding behind your avatar So you put down others To build yourself up Your soul is damaged And your mind corrupt You can’t learn life Living in your mother’s basement You must live in the real world And with that comes talent You know who you are There’s no need to name names Just punk-a*s kids You’re all the same When it’s all said and done And nothing else to do The monitor flickers off And all that’s left is you
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13 Reviews Added on February 15, 2008 Last Updated on February 15, 2008 AuthorT. L. O'NealIn the sticks, NCAboutI started writing as a way to work out my feelings and found that I enjoyed it very much. I enjoy humor and feel that you can find it in most things, even though it may be hard to find at the moment. .. more..Writing
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