Home-Made Lines
I feel accomplished
After writing long series...
For some odd reason
Happy, then anguished
Even when I'm done writing
I tried my best - you?
I feel incomplete
Despite, writing songs...verses...
I'm still on my feet
After I write/type,
I fin'lly rest my fingers
This style is mine! Yikes!
I feel this strange urge
To write all that's on my mind
Even pers'nal things
Sad, then frustrated
Cuz, lately, not good enough
It's tough to be me
Felt hated, betrayed
Bullies call me sev'ral names
My lines are home-made
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