Crumbling Poem by Jennifer Gordon
Crumbling
Crumbling like a cookie
i wish I was one to play hookie.
But I am here.
I feel like some 40 year old virgin having performance problems.
i am so stressed
I can feel all the pressure
Will they give it a rest.
I am falling to pieces.
Humpty Dumpty wasn't as bad as this.
i can feel the pain, breaking me apart. all I need to do is scream
.... just a thought. I will redo.. just wait.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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