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The Chronicles of Ulic
Begin Once More
Saturday, July 22, 2006
An Ode To A Day In My Life
The early morning sun awakes
Aready I am on my way
In father's car till school I stay
I sit in school when morning breaks.
Sometimes this body aches and waits
A victim to a lonely fate
While others I sit not alone
A rock among some friendly stones.
The voice it looms loud long enough
To get us moving; yet I laugh
Because in spite of what it says
Not one, nor two, but all still stay.
Come noon when sun stands ramrod straight
The searful sheen of heat, it burns
And in the classrooms where we learn
For teachers' words we do not wait.
The things they say, their tips for tests
Fall unimpeded on deaf ears
And all the knowledge they posess
Is lost in myriad seas of fears.
Yet through it all, none of our frights
Concern the things we need for school
The only worry day and night
We have is only if we're cool.
As sun begins to falter more
And shadows cast run long and deep
In toilets people make their marks
When boredom fills their every pore.
The clock, it ticks with cruel pace
So slow it mocks me in my face
As time eternal gets condensed
Into a moment with no sense.
The numbness though it dwells entrenched
Like substitutes upon the bench
Fate yet cannot stop that one ring
To home I run, always smiling.
Note to readers: Yeah well I was bored in school. Duh.
Dumped At6:58 pm
i AM myself
i am an INTP. look up the mbti website.
typically, that means i am a creative ideas man.
i'm far from typical, though, so being INTP means i am...
cynical
skeptical
sarcastic
insensitive
unfeeling
just downright pessimistic
what i mean to say is, there is no bright side to anything.
but now i'm a lot better. thanks to my significant other. Liss you.
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2 Comments:
Interesting. Was that Nasuha?
fiery female mushroom thing??? mushroom?!?!?! hahahahaha
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