and I'm so scared to die.

and I'm so scared to die.

A Poem by Spyda

I'm a marble statue of

sunglasses and cigarettes.

I'm a tall glass of

smoke and mirrors.

And women want me but I don't

want them. I swear if you could

see into my head the way I

see into yours, I'd be nothing but

pen and paper. I'm half as smart as

I look, and twice as

alone. I'm sick of the

walls. I'm sick of the

bug spray and

alcohol. I'm sick of the

blue jeans.

I'm sick

so please

forgive me.

© 2013 Spyda


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Spyda
Spyda

Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada



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I'm 20 years old and live in Winnipeg, Canada. I love to write and play music. more..

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