The Beginning Poem by Lily Espinosa
The Beginning
Alone.
I sit here, confused, new to this,
Unwilling to be found out,
Hiding behind my computer screen.
As the soft, untouched fingers glide over the black keys,
I laugh, laugh from within,
What am i doing here?
You'll probably never see me again.
If you chose to riddle us with such nonsense I almost wish you we would never see you again
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4/26/2024 5:20:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I never said you would understand it, don't try to, and don't expect anything from me.