Nightmare: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany
Why am I unwanted?
No one wants anything to do with me.
Like air, I'm ignored.
Never wanted.
I am nice.
I try to be great.
But I get laughed at.
Treated like shit.
Have I done anything wrong?
Nein.
Have I always been loyal?
Ja.
Why does she
Hate
Avoid
Me so?
I think November has come again.
I hope it is false.
But it might be true.
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