Dear We Are Out of Out of State Money,

Dear We Are Out of Out of State Money,

What do you suggest?

How do I,

   How do I (you know one who is lonely ? In a house with family but with no one who wants to help me.)

How do I succeed?

I spend my life wondering...

Can I do this?

That

Can I do this and that?

this

and guess what. Every opportunity I take, the outcome is always a "neh."

 

Why am I even writing to you?

Why havent I given up?

You know, accepted my "neh" this go round?

I need this get out.

Im desperate to succeed;

       Be SOMEONE who isnt ME;

             lonely with nothing and nobody. 

We Are Out of Out of State Money, 

Can you hear me calling?

Hear me calling?

Not shouting, not calling out to you...

but do you hear that ringing?

that ringing phone that just Wont. Stop. Ringing.

I keep calling. 

"Welcome to [No Out of State Money], where we are here for you and want you 

to suceed."

Wow. 

But do you really? Are you offering me EVERY opportunity?

(unlikely, you cant offer much rushing me off the phone...)

I need to leave this state.

Desperate to leave and come from out of state.

But you dont seem to see me. 

 

Yours truly,

 A Desperate Wanna be Out of State Student. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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