This is a poem I wrote on March 16, 2009. It's a poem from the point of view of a person who is frustrated because it seems as if no one will listen to them.
I can't believe it
They're not listening to me again
I'm just so ready
To beat my head against the wall
Until it becomes a bloody pulp
I thin I'm better off
Talking to the wall
Because at least it will listen
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