A poem to the world: By Corinne
Why, world, why must you be
So insulant, so vast, so super artifical-ly
You make me want to know
Exactly why I want to be here
But all I do is work and strive
To be a lowly, underpaid cashier (with no benefits)
Teenagers get high and drunk
And get married and have babies
But my mom's still quite content
Lecturing on about
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damn right...ha ha
-kj
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sometimes fast
sometimes slow
We have to be patient.
Just do the right thing.
Be who YOU want to be. (this is rhetorical really)
(I mean how can you possibly be someone you didn't want)
Just be cool corinne. Take your time.
Love will find you. And the meaning of life is the evolution of your life.
Just do it the right way.
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keep writing :)
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