Things I Think About
These are the things I think about,
when nothing happens
in which I thought it out.
Under dressed,
completely stressed.
These are the things I think about,
when your at my door.
As they made these rules,
I've closed my ears,
another test they take in schools.
I was scared to learn,
that these four walls are caving in without
much of your concern.
Noe they've passed me up.
I was soon skipped
and I've missed out on my turn.
These are the things I think about
and I just can't take anymore.
Copyright © Johnny Scianna | Year Posted 2011
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