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A.D.D.
They are afraid for me during these times
I sit and stare at space within my mind
During these times so surely I am tried
The times during minutes unoccupied
Find then the dream she's truly only mine
Math is simply boring the curves and lines
If we had only known its silent way
Would never feel this emptiness each day
I look outside and in my mind I see
Jessy riding windswept across from me
Unicorn she rides, royal blue and striped
Licorice reins, braided mane (she is hyped)
I love her so and nobody will know
Know moments then up in mist she shall go
About This Poem
Style/Type: Structured: Western
Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - draft
Comments
Geezer
1 year 9 months ago
Misspelled...
[curves]. that's all, nicely done mark. ~ Geez.
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mark
9 months 2 weeks ago
Curves , nicely done
Thank you Geez,
Mark
kowque
1 month ago
Yoh!
You did the things here. You managed to capture several moments and feelings .....#wow
You are impressive
kowque
1 month ago
One thing,that last stanza
Is both beautiful and saddening,was that the point?
mark
1 month ago
Hi Kowque, having lived with ADD and surving without medication
I thought I would write a little biographical. There's much more but most of the time in school looking out the windows daydreaming. I had the original ADD I was a heavy daydreamer.