Mental Blitz- Short poems which doesn’t say much: Beyond Me.

17 Jun

Whenever I need a fuckin hand,
I find none but a pair to lend.
I can just break any rule,
I can sip blood from a spool of wool

I I I and no one around
U U U why are you making sound.
This This This is fuckin hard.
Why Why Why I am talking to a nerd.

I am…I am…I am…
Just beyond me.

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