Processing Information Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Processing Information



Seething inside with anger, erupting silently with no reason to exist.
There are too many faulty ideas in life, where can anyone turn?
Alone, processing information from what I can gather without.
Holding onto nothing but an independence of being.

Sunday, April 28, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: alone,anger
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