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Inside My Head
As the boredom sets in,
I think of an elastic, plastic, animal,
Being popped by a pin.
As the last helium balloon falls,
To the multicolored pile of lost thoughts,
I get the sudden urge for neon bouncy balls.
Now this may not be a normal poem,
But its mine & its about me & i like it!
I wonder if i could sculpt foam...
If anyone ever thinks to read this,
Just kno, i didn't sleep at all and im hungry,
So don't diss.
O dear, my teacher is glaring at me & my classmates act as if i've fall'n from a cloud,
I've just realised something rather dreadful,
My mouth has been reading out loud!
There is another verse that goes here,
But i've lost all memory of it & the bell has just rang,
Now this is when i run in fear.