A Rhymer for Chad

A Rhymer for Chad

A Poem by Colette
"

(so he's not alone in feeling insignificant)

"


I feel like such a f**k up
no pattern, only a mock up
I feel like I merely exist...
Can't turn my life around with a twist

Some people have it so together
I can't find the way
Perpetual state of stormy weather...
I'm dying every day

Sick in my stomach
Pain in my mind
Can't get my luck up, or keep it up...
Always, I'm behind

I feel so insignificant
so utterly unmagnificent
so gray, rather than red...
so half dead

I'm going places
but going nowhere
I'd make a better w***e in laces
than a smart girl with no train fare...
a photographer of faces

It's not fair
and I don't dare
tell you my whole life story...
parts of it get too gory

I'm a throw away, physical decay
I'm a loser
a bruiser
a bleeder...
When it comes to love or money
my family said "We don't need her"


© 2011 Colette


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Lovely Colette...I totally relate.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

pain felt to the core of being , the final dagger thrust draining the heart ...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Added on January 14, 2011
Last Updated on December 6, 2011
Tags: insignificant, dying, life, whore, photographer, struggles

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Colette
Colette

Phoenix, AZ



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