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WHEN I WAS VERY YOUNG I DID NOT FIT IN YOU COULD SAY THE WORLD WAS A BOX AND I WAS AN OVAL TOO MANY QUESTIONS TOO MANY LOOKS TOO MUCH APPETITE FOR LIFE NOT ENOUGH SOCIETY WAY TOO MANY BOOKS TOO MUCH HEAD IN THE SKY TOO MUCH HEAD BELOW TO THE GROUND TOO MUCH LISTENING TO THE OTHER WORLDS TOO MANY ANTS TO COUNT TOO MANY FLOWERS TO SMELL TOO MANY STEPS TO SKIP TOO SENSITIVE ABOUT ANIMALS TOO MANY STRAYS I WANTED TO KEEP TOO MUCH A CHAMPION WHO HAD LITTLE CHANCE TO LIVE TOO MUCH HUMMING TOO MUCH READING ALOUD TOO MUCH PLAYING AROUND TOO MANY WORDS SAID ALOUD WHEN YOU'RE TOO MUCH TOO MANY YOU WANT TO DISAPPEAR YOU THINK ABOUT BUBBLES AND WHAT YOU COULD HIDE IN THERE OR HOW I MIGHT RIDE MY BIKE TO THE EDGE OF TOWN AND BEST OF ALL HOW I'D LEARN THE MAGIC TRICK OF MAKING ME DISAPPEAR SO I WOULDN'T INCOVENIENCE MY PARENTS BY BEING AROUND ODD TO FIND OUT WHEN I LEFT I WAS NOT MISSED SO I DID IT AGAIN AND SO OFTEN I BEGAN TO BELIEVE I DIDN'T EXIST I EVENTUALLY SPOKE LESS AND LESS... UNLESS, I WAS MAKING NEW THINGS UP I CREATED A THOUSAND DIFFERENT LIFE STORIES AND DID MY BEST TO LIVE UP TO EVERY ONE: I WAS AN ORPHAN WHO RAN AWAY I HAD A MUCH OLDER SISTER AND A MAIDEN AUNT WHO OFTEN FORGOT ABOUT ME AS THEY WERE THE SOCIALITES IN TOWN I WASN'T CONSIDERED GOOD COMPANY BECAUSE I REFUSED TO WEAR A GOLDEN GOWN I WAS THE FORTUNATE TWIN WHO DIDN'T DIE I WAS THE YOUNGEST CHILD OF WAY TOO MANY CHILDREN AND MY PARENTS AFTER A DOZEN CHILDREN MY PARENTS NAMED ME ENOUGH LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM/RANT 8:57pm PST NOVEMBER 9 2020 TIME AND DATE STAMPED AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AND REGISTERED SITE TITLE NAME MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL...BUT WITH LEVITY AND DARK HUMOR ADDED. Vote for this poem |
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