My "Wonderland"

My "Wonderland"

A Poem by Stella

 

I’m living in my own Wonderland.
A land where I am KING!
A place where I make the rules
And no one can say a thing.
Where the poor have no where to live,
And I have the food.
You most beg to stay alive everyday,
Just to see the sunlight.
Where most people wish to die,
To always see the darkness.
And as I look over my Wonderland,
I no long had a smile.
For I to,
Wish to die,
And be part of the darkness.

© 2010 Stella


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Added on March 6, 2009
Last Updated on October 12, 2010

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Stella
Stella

Winnipeg, Canada



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ive been writing for years. Yes my spelling sucks.. but i feel spelling shouldnt mean anything.. its the meaning behind the writing.. as long as the writing makes you feel something thats all that mat.. more..

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