Jumbled Poem by Brayden Barratt

Jumbled



In a jumble of everything
I am nothing
In a jumble of lines
I am an eraser mark
In a jumble of dark clouds
I am a ray of sunshine
Yes i am an outcast
Yes i will never change
I will always be an outcast
No one can change me
Because in a jumble of white
I am a black spot

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