Friday, April 23, 2010
Naive
The world is perfectly round,
I can never fall to the ground.
Like a child playing on the swings,
Anticipating every moment to see what it brings.
There is such a thing as perfect person,
You are one of them you will never worsen.
I am not nervous,
I just need a massage service.
There is no thing such as deception,
If there is you are definitely the exception.
There is no such thing as failing,
There is a thing called bailing.
I will never give up,
I am like that unbreakable Corelle cup.
Fight for what you believe in,
But, it will throw you for a spin.
I can never die,
For i am invincible, I can fly.
I would rather be naive and confident,
Then miserable and spent.
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I hate rhyming peotry, but you did make an effort with this one.
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