Poor Body: a Miserable Confession

Travis Kasparov

I am looking straight to the mirror

Seeing my handicapped legs

Seeing the uncanny miserable facts

I say to myself; complete terror and horror


I am happily coming and say hey

they’re leaving and say go away

With obvious anger in the chests

Despite i have tried my best


I am here; lying down on the floor

And thinking that i was trying too hard

And realizing that i was getting fart

I am here; looking to the door


I say this it; i knock the door forever

So i can feel much healtier and better.


  • Author: Travis Kasparov (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 16th, 2022 08:37
  • Category: Sad
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  • Rocky Lagou

    Disabilities are definitely setbacks in life but their presence is also a reason to fight for happiness. Don't allow for your body and its form to sadden your days, for there is always light at the end of the tunnel! 🌟

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