Let me begin by saying I am far from being a poet. I never write poetry, but I was having trouble sleeping and this sort of popped into my head.
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Recent Descions.
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Here I sit,
all alone,
In a place,
I dont call home.
I'm in a dorm,
a small, small room,
Oh why did I join this place
so very soon?
I dropped out of high school
I didn't do very well.
Now I'm serving a sentance,
but not in a cell.
The Air Force has me,
I can not deny,
it's my own damn fault
for signing the dotted line.
I want to go home
that is very clear,
I can't stay here any longer
I have much to fear.
These people can send me,
where I dont want to go,
I have no say,
I can't say no.
Home is where
I need to be,
to once again,
have my precious E.

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Recent Descions.
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Here I sit,
all alone,
In a place,
I dont call home.
I'm in a dorm,
a small, small room,
Oh why did I join this place
so very soon?
I dropped out of high school
I didn't do very well.
Now I'm serving a sentance,
but not in a cell.
The Air Force has me,
I can not deny,
it's my own damn fault
for signing the dotted line.
I want to go home
that is very clear,
I can't stay here any longer
I have much to fear.
These people can send me,
where I dont want to go,
I have no say,
I can't say no.
Home is where
I need to be,
to once again,
have my precious E.