I can't say what makes me tick
Not because I don't want to,
Because I can't.
I'm not sure what goes on up there,
In my cerebellum.
Welcome to my mind.
Sit down a spell.
We'll talk and joke and raise some hell
My diary's on the table.
Flip through it and try to figure me out.
I know the pieces fit...
I can't remember how, though.
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From The Mind of a Student - A Collection of Poems
Poems that you can find on my DeviantART, and some you can't find there.
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