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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I wish you knew who I truly am…I’m but broken dams… I don’t want to be that call at 2 AM The crowd of a hundred people…like long lost lambs… I want to be exactly like them…them… They say I’m autistic and artistic But, I am being imaginative and realistic Is this fiction or reality? It’s so epic That I haven’t a clue if I’m a perfect pic A perfect pick for this role My soul is breaking as a whole I’m sorry I’ve let you down With an upside down frown I don’t want to be that call at 2 AM No, not at all, ma’am…I wish you’d understand I won’t allow it to make me fall as I am Slowly but surely arising from the sinking sand I constantly wish and pray for your lovely safety’s sake As I am comforted by my lonesome, lamentable lake I languish and I have mere anguish today I wish you could feel my ache and dismay I don’t want to call you at 2 AM And bother you with my bittersweet emotions I wish you’d accept me for who I am These emotions crash into me like oceans Maybe I am dyslexic Maybe I am autistic Maybe I am schizophrenic Maybe I am bipolar and manic But, I am not severe depression I am not high anxiety’s suppression I am not an anxious boy anymore I am not a sorrowful boy, forlorn, torn and sore to the core I will call you up at 2 AM Someday, someday, someday I will show who I truly am With or without this…fickle dismay
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