I am the Goat among the sheep,
In the wrong place,
Time is unimportant,
How did you die an uneventful death,
With a knife in hand,
I watched cars pass by,
Without a care in the world,
You dare to interfere,
With the air,
The breath in our minds,
Ran low,
So now you run into the night,
Hoping no one will scream at your sight,
BUT YOU DON'T SEEM DIFFERENT,
I AM THE GOAT,
AMOUNG THE DANCING SHEEP,
IN YOUR MIND,
IN YOUR HEAD
• • •
-Jay-
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In The End No One is Okay
PoetryHello, person whom must be reading this, my name is Jay, I write a lot of poems. So this will be a place I'll write them down for whom ever wants ideas, feels lonely, or wants to read. Whatever it may be, keep in mind there are trigger warnings, dee...
