The Keyboard

May 3, 2012
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I want to cry when I hit the backspace button.
The dark, oily, spot from where it's worn constantly reminds me I'm a failure.
How often do you hit the backspace button?
You leave it untouched and the vowels on the keyboard have etched their presence into your brain.
You memorize what I need to know and you accomplish things I never even knew accomplish-able.
You pull your weight and pay your bills.
I burden them with my existence, with my vocals, opinions.
Every youngest feels this way, but does every oldest feel superiority?
Or is that just you?

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Nicole8808 said...
May 8, 2012 at 4:18 pm
This is a fantastic poem, and I like how you ended with a question. I'm new here, would you check out my first poem?
phoenixvanlaanen said...
May 8, 2012 at 10:48 am
Wow. That was so well written. I really really empathize with and this is so... wow. That's all I can say.
JackieH replied...
May 9, 2012 at 10:11 pm
thank you sooooo much!!!
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