Airda Jones

Rookie (Sept.17,1988 / US)

My Least Inspiration - Poem by Airda Jones

Here we are again
And I'm the only one
That's sane in this crowd
And I wish I was done

Others can't get enough
Well I definitely have
This place is nothing but stress
And the source of all my wrath

People say it's my fault
That I don't have a good time
Listing all of their offenses, well
I'd just run out of paper and rhyme

I have yet to discover
A time when I was proud
Because most of the time
I find myself in doubt

So I stick with my conclusion
I made since the first day
This will be the worst four years
And it is going to stay that way.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 7, 2008



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