Being called the dumbest Meant I’d be payed more attention From those whose attention I should retain More attention ? Not good. Means less time in Doldol dreams And Lala land. Henceforth I shall be considered As an organism for study. Subjected to the lights And powerful lens of a magnifying glass. Before long At just times 2 power They might just realize how broken I was How will I survive such scrutiny? How will they comprehend what they find ? All I see in doldol land now is A giant threaded needle All I hear in Lala land is Stitch stitch stitch Rending the carefully patched fabrics of my mind. What secret do these rends hold? Ifedolapo
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