I feel like screamin’
Screamin’ out
And I don’t even know what I’d be screamin’ about
Screamin’!
‘Cause it’s not the same!
Used to be somebody,
No one no one knows my name
Young, inspired, and invisible, so I made a song,
‘Cause I know that around here I will never belong,
I want to leave, want to leave this place
The only thing people know me by is my face,
I know from here, I must steer away,
Where people treat you awful ooh, you cannot stay
And I don’t care if this song is the worst one to see
‘Cause the only one who will ever hear it is me
I feel like
SCREAMING
In tears
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An interesting poem! Sometimes we can be invisible and even life passes us by. Regards
Thanks for reading!
It can also be sung from the scream or the howl, as the beatnik or some rock poet-singers would do. Thank you for your poem, @restcity.