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This short poem is about just feeling so crazy when you're alone, but being perfectly normal the second you're around other people. I don't know what 'Daisy' refers to, I don't really want it to be a girl in the sense like how a boy likes a girl I guess ... but more of just your collective of friends maybe. Make it whatever you want (but make it mean something to you).


Submitted:Sep 3, 2007    Reads: 141    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Daisy

I can't even stand my own me anymore,
my mind washed away with the shore.
Don't leave me alone with myself
or I'll wind up curled up on the floor,

shaking and quaking, shook down to the core,
clutching at straws as the tears they do pour.
I'm driving me crazy, please save me, sweet Daisy,
and sing me to sleep evermore.





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