Who am I?

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    Who am I?
    I don't know who I am anymore,
    I feel nothing
    I wish I knew,
    wish I could be something.
    they say everyone has a talent
    then wheres mine?
    I wish I had a talent
    I cant even make a rhyme,
    I want to run away to a faraway land,
    where nobody lives,not even a man
    where the weathers always perfect
    and the sun always shine
    a little place i could call mine
    I don't know who I am anymore,
    I feel nothing
    I wish I knew,
    wish I could be something.
    they say everyone has a talent
    then wheres mine?
    I wish I had a talent
    I cant even make a rhyme,
    I want to run away to a faraway land,
    where nobody lives,not even a man
    where the weathers always perfect
    and the sun always shine
    a little place i could call mine

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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