"Writing Right Before Bed"
So it's 12 o clock and I'm sittin in this chair
I got nothin to do but type, click, and give a blank stare
I'm a little on the what if side, but I'm ok
I know it will slide, after a good time today
So the question is what to do now
Right before bed
I have to let some feelings out, not sure how
I gotta think about things people have said
Then maybe I can figure out the cure now
Soon I will find all to be found
By letting my fingers do some walking
and this will be the sound
Of my mind doing the talking
A "Tony" Poem
This poem was written by Tony Breese on Feb 29, 2008.
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