Correagndslkhsj Loaifhshfasjkh Poet Monorhyme

Once Upon a Time

Started a blank canvas for people to stain,
Made to be perfect, sickeningly plain.
Somewhere I started taking my own train,
Trying to go against the grain.
But everything I do is always in vain,
Because they hold me like a chain.
I tried to start over and run from my pain.
Behind jokes and irony, nothing but strain.
Three weeks locked up for being insane,
And they still look down with disdain.


9/27/2019
For the "The Story of My Life in Ten Lines" Contest
Sponsored by Silent One

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Anne-Lise Andresen October 6, 2019 at 11:58 AM - Congratulations on your 2nd place in the contest, Connor :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Jeanne Mcgee October 4, 2019 at 4:57 PM Such pain expressed but I can see you are strong and not letting the world knock you down....a little gem of a poem Connor. Congrats on your podium placement.

Silent One October 4, 2019 at 4:21 PM Congratulations on your placement in the contest..