My music.

My music.

A Poem by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness

You say it's too loud.
I say it's not.
You say Its just boys screaming into microphones for attention all of them with their heads in the clouds.
My statement is I couldn't live without it.
You tell me to turn it down. That it's too depressing. Too sad.
I turn it up loader and scream that it's my life. Now were both mad.
I sit here wrighting, while you watch Tv.
To you I'm just a rotten loud teen.
Oh how I wish that you would understand me.

© 2011 Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


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My mom dos the SAME thing every time I listen to my music., An I feel the same way.
I love everything about this pome. Great write c:

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on July 18, 2011
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Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness
Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness

Gainsville, FL



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