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So Opposite
So tired,
I can't sleep.
So hungry,
I can't eat.
So perfect,
I can't do anything.
So full flavor,
I'm bland.
So creative,
I have no ideas.
So clean,
I'm filthy as dirt.
So cold,
I feel as if I'm on fire
So interesting,
I'm boring as heck.
So here,
I'm gone.
So pleasing,
I'm unsatisfactory.
So alive,
I'm dead.
I can't sleep.
So hungry,
I can't eat.
So perfect,
I can't do anything.
So full flavor,
I'm bland.
So creative,
I have no ideas.
So clean,
I'm filthy as dirt.
So cold,
I feel as if I'm on fire
So interesting,
I'm boring as heck.
So here,
I'm gone.
So pleasing,
I'm unsatisfactory.
So alive,
I'm dead.
Published 12th Apr 2011
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12th Apr 2011 4:50am
I really like your poem it's very ugh I can't think of the words to describe it but I love how there opposites I feel like your talking about your self in a way but yet it's two differn people real good love to read more
12th Apr 2011 11:28pm
Thank you!! I actually have no clue what was going through my mind when I wrote this, maybe I'm having an identity crisis? I don't know, but I wanted to leave the viewpoint/perspective up to the reader, which it looks like I did. Thanks again!!
2nd Mar 2013 4:39pm
