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What I Have Become
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2011 All my life I have been
The get up and go type
Now I am just sitting here
And waiting to become ripe
I just sit here and wait
For anything, but it never happens
I go to school and come home
And to the paper I put the pens
At one time I came out with beautiful
Pieces of art. But all that is moot
Because I’m mentally instable
And now I come out with soot
Or that’s what I am told
Because what was once great
Now may as well be
A piece of hard slate
~Chrystal
Written on
January 7, 2011
