GhostA Poem by Allie AWhen other people have #squadgoals and then there's you. Oh, and it's a freestyle rap.
I don't get the reason why people turn into groups
Why they spend too many hours talking to each other and not you Now here you are, alone and talking to the wind "What's the matter with them? Am I not fit to be their friend?" Well, I guess it depends on their freaking interests Is it the songs the play? Their artists slay? Or how you turn insane? Do they judge me? Do they stalk me wherever I go? I guess so but no, I don't think so They never noticed me Sitting on a chair Never even called me up when I'm there So should I spook them up? No, I'm a pacifist No physical force, that's what I manifest The time will come that they will see me But it would be too late if they need me Hello, little stranger Will you say hello To a human being who is gonna turn into a ghost? At first, you won't even see me But if you notice me, wish you'd be a ghost like me We can walk through the hallways unnoticed Because we had enough of social class protests We are blood brothers And we can give them shivers And say to them, "Are you one of the outsiders?"
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1 Review Added on August 15, 2016 Last Updated on August 15, 2016 Tags: friends, society, groups, high school, loneliness, isolation, outcasts, outsiders, freestyle rap, freestyle AuthorAllie APhilippinesAboutYoung kid writing about pain, happiness, old memories, among others. I'm a Ham Trash, BTW. So should I say that I write like I'm running out of time? I do freestyle mostly because I love break.. more..Writing
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