Donna Grayson
www.donnagrayson.com
Poetry and Lyrics

1975 to 1976
Junior Year - High School

 

 

Consider Me Strange

Looking through my present
I realize I have no friends
I wonder what I can do
to make friends
I know there is no answer
I could drink
and become alcoholic
I could do drugs
and become an addict
All such cop-outs
So I guess I will just
be myself
And wait for a friend to find me
Consider me strange


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