Sick of the View

Sick of the View

A Poem by MellyBURSTOFbayum
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Well, what I mean about "Different Levels of human" I mean like, little cliques.

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Go ahead,
be something you're not,
as if I care,
you just left me to rot.

I don't care if you change,
not even for me,
it's your decision,
I don't have your key to be free.

I'm sick of your stupidity,
I'm sick of your lies,
I'm sick of your attempts,
I'm sick of your tries.

I'm sick of you breathing,
I'm sick of your life,
I'm sick of your excuses,
I'm sick of your bites.

I was buried in the floor,
You left me in sorrow,
Just leave me alone,
until I be marrow.

We're different levels of human,
of course I'm below you,
I'm sick to my stomache,
Just thinking about the view.

We had our laughs,
before my thoughts changed,
I thought about it for a moment,
Right, it rearranged.

We never had our laughs,
we never spoke at all,
we're different from each other,
that's who we are.

© 2009 MellyBURSTOFbayum


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MellyBURSTOFbayum
All works belong to ME. I copy and paste it from MY dA account: http://www.mellyBURSTOFbayum.deviantart.com

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Added on March 2, 2009

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MellyBURSTOFbayum
MellyBURSTOFbayum

Toronto, ON., Shh, it's a secret :), Canada



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I am Melissa. Yes, I am superior, and I'm lovable >;). I'm kind of disappointed in myself.. Can you believe? Likin someone for five years... and you were only thirteen! It's sort of pathetic of .. more..

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