| Corey's Camp Poem by Corey Jones PEEPOLE, PEEPOLE, Everywhere! There saying stuff, and no one but other STUPID PEEPOLE CARE!!! They're crying and whining about their lives so far, about how they just had a crash in their car. About losing virginity and all that good stuff, ITS GETTING WHERE I'VE HAD ENOUGH, ENOUGH, ENOUGH!!!!! It's ripping me apart on my inside, The PEEPOLE won't let me go, They won't let me hide. Everyone crying, and others sighing. Sitting in huddles, and PEEPOLE on stage crying, crying, puddles. Theres candles, tons of candles! They've been burning so long they're too hot to handle! And here I am, sitting all annoyed and bored, and all I can pray is LORD, LORD, LORD! Whats this I hear? Sounds like laughing, I look beside me and I realize this person feels the same as me!!! THAT WE WISH WE COULD DISSAPEAR!!! written: 2003 © 2004, Corey Jones .Back. |