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I have no patience for time to pass;
Because I am a very serious; yet silly lass.
When there's something I'm looking forward to,
It's hard to wait a minute or two.
Lately, it's because I'm high on Mountain Dew.
I want very badly to talk to my Mom;
That is why I am not calm.
But, I must wait about an hour and forty-five minutes;
It's a crazy world; but right now, I'm happy to be in it.
For, when I'm able to express my feelings,
My sense of relief rises to the ceiling.
I've never been able to see a long-term future;
Mostly, I look back and think about my sutures.
Because, living in Orange is like living in pergatory;
It's fun, but sometimes it gets a little gory.
It takes time for the town to clean up dead creatures;
This town may not have very many good teachers; luckily, I don't go to church, so I don't have to deal with preachers.
Since my late teens, I've been mostly self-educated;
Mostly with opinions I don't wish to be debated.
That's why I mostly share my thoughts with people who don't know me;
Because they have little awareness of both the quick me and the slow me.

I am, to myself and others, a mystery to figure out;
But, isn't that what life is all about?