Wise hole

Wise hole, wise hole,

Leave.

The emptiness is tormenting me.

Wise hole, wise hole,

Leave.

I dont want you here.

Wise hole,wise hole,

Leave.

The thoughts are scaring me.

Im scared to know. Im scared to realize.

Im scared to grow. Im scared to be right. 

There is sun.

There is air.

There is water.

There is people. 

I have to face them.

They are everywhere. 

I dont belong. 

It feels so wrong.

Smile and hide that despair. 

Why am I so scared?

They all look so happy.

Wise hole,wise hole,

Leave.

I dont want to be wise.

I dont want to feel empty.

Full of knowlege. 

Drained out of youth. 

Im still a hatchling though.

I still have a long way to go.

There is still is enough water and air.

Not enough sun.

I will smile and will go on.

With the Wise hole I have. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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