Socially Impaired

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
taken from my book, "Trying To Learn About My Madness"

Submitted: June 05, 2012

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Submitted: June 05, 2012



Socially Impaired


It's 9:11 P.M.

Do I always

Stick to myself

__too much?

Is it right?

Or do I need to learn social skills?

I know

I hate my family

They're not the God of me

My lack of friends'

List is growing and growing

By the looks of this

I know I won't be able to stand

Having some stranger in class

Ask me

__about how I feel

____about my madness

I grew up alone

Or so it seemed

So I withdrew

And taught myself

To live alone

I'm doing fine

__just doing that

I only need my music

And my guitar

And my books

And my pens

Just let me forget ev'ry friend

__I ever had

So I can


Used to




'Cause obviously

We were never friends

Or they'd be here for me


It's 9:18 P.M.

I'm sick and tired

Of why friends don't last

I need a homie

No, fuck that

I need a group homies

If some one's gonna be in my life now

They gotta be in my future

'Cause a homie wouldn't leave me alone

Even if I wanted that

Now it's 9:22 P.M.

Enough said


08-12-'07 #2

D. L. Cannon

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