It has been awhile since I have wrote anything, so I decided to write a quick poem.

It means nothing in particular, just a few thoughts here and there. I was in a not so great mood when I was brainstorming, and it only took like ten minutes to write.

What do you guys think?

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Lyrics for a Pessimist

I am what I am.
And what am I?
But a lamb among lions,
A forgotten memory bygone,
Forsaken be so long
As I am what I am.

I am who I am.
And who am I?
But a fox without a sly,
A horizon without a sky,
With eyes on the empty prize,
That which I am who I am.

I am where I am.
And where am I?
But a place without a name,
A location all the same,
On the tracks without a train,
So that I am where I am.

I am when I am.
And when am I?
An era taken amiss,
A time upon that sticks,
Never again and ever since
I am when I am.

I am how I am.
And how am I?
But a writer without a pen,
A king without his kin,
Searching unto wits end,
I am how I am.

I am why I am.
And why am I?
I cannot say.
For I have come and gone a day
Or two and thrice I 'nay'
That which I am why I am.

I am what I am.
And what am I?
But a rebel without a cause,
A tiger minus his claws,
A theatre lacking applause,
I am what I am.

You wrote that in ten minutes?! I guess some are just born with it! In my opinion that's a fab poem and I don't mind telling you that it moved me big time!

Ramadwarf on giving credit where it's due