Angelica Duardo

Rookie - 50 Points (September 1987 / San Diego California)

I Just Sit Here On My Bedroom Floor And Count The Coins I Found Near The Door - Poem by Angelica Duardo

I’m jealous of the way they are
And of all the things they have

This is one of those days when I feel like I want to die
But I don’t even have the strength to let my eyes cry

I have all these other million things in my mind
I can’t even find time to feel bad about my life

So I just sit here on my bedroom floor
And count the coins that I found near the door

It seems strange
But the moment I begin
I feel sorry for myself
And I cry without any shame

I am jealous of the way they seem to never think
I can only wish I wouldn’t care about anything

This is one of those days when I feel like I want to die
But I don’t even have the strength to let my eyes cry

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  • Mark Nwagwu (4/6/2008 5:22:00 AM)


    everyon has those days when we feel we just want to die. but we never die. that's what life's all about - living, not dying. but don't feel so bad, just get up and go out and make your own coins and you won't be able to count thewm all (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, December 26, 2011


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