The Whackness

The Whackness

A Poem by Jude
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Its just a poem I wrote after watching the movie.

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It was all a dream
Waling around high on ecstasy
And I have a funny feeling people
Are following me
 
I’m struggling hard
Making the pain apart of me
I tremble in my sleep
Dreaming of the good old days
Of when it was you and me
And now I have dreams
That you come back and hold me
My mind plays tricks on me
 
The worlds full of a******s
And it’s hard not to be one
But sometimes being who are
Is like playing the beat to a drum
 
I ain’t mad at the people
Who walked away from me
Everyone comes and goes
And sometimes you need
To just live no matter what
You need to grow from a seed
Into a tree independent and free
 
But sometimes I wonder
Who made the world?
And why they put me on it
And how come I have these funny feelings
Of never knowing if living or dying
Is worth it to me
 
Sometimes I cry because
I just need to let it go
And sometimes it needs to show
Wearing your heart on your sleeve
Just shows your vulnerability
And weakness for others
 
Maybe I’ll wake up
From these dreams
And stop my mind
From playing tricks on me
The whackness
Is who I came to be.

 

© 2009 Jude


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This is awesome. very true and real hahaha I forgot I already read and reviewed this one but anyway shows you how smart I am. Still a good job

Posted 12 Years Ago


this is a great peom. i like the theme and the flow of it. i do see some grammar errors in the first stanza that made is harder to read but i really like this. im adding it to my library.

Posted 12 Years Ago


You are a really talented writer! This is a wonderful poem. Good Job!!!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Jude
Jude

Flint, MI



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