By Tangerine
Date: 2001 Nov 08
Comment on this Work
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Time's Up

I'm feeling glum
and kinda dumb
no inspiration
no new sensation

I still want to write
but it exudes me
this  writing site
still excludes me

I rub them wrong
when I'm feeling right
they do rejoice
when I'm out of site

I am a loner
I choose to be
It is my nature
just part of me

I don't like cliques
or fanny kissing
nor ganging up
to join in hissing

I am so different
I can't conform
I'm not a carbon
can't mold my form

The sites sole owner
says he dislikes
Tangerines
and their sour bite

He's kinda hinting
and don't I know it
His faithful crew
they gladly show it

I hid in shadows
and lonely corners
with secret names
avoiding scorners

And now I'm writing
shortened stories
avoiding prose
and all it's glories

At other sites
where I can be
an unknown poet
and just plain me

I've learned my lesson
oh so well
to not be friendly
or truly swell

It's what I'm used to
since I was a child
to keep well hidden
and not to smile

It served me well then
as it does today
my time is counted
then I'll go away.

~