Is all I am to you a freak show?
You laugh at your annoying, rude jokes with no remorse
You all think you're so important and popular when you're really just average
How would you feel if I cut you down everyday with a words' knife edge
How would you feel then?
Well nothing, I guess, you'd probably be dead
Wow, what a nice thought
Who knew a flame was hot?
I found out when you lit up my heart and mind
No one ever know whats going on inside
Not that you would care anyway
You just care about the new gossip, new poisoned words to say.
Sure, perhaps I'm different, not like everyone else
But at least I'm not a spoiled pest
I'm not a nerd, I'm smart, learn the difference
Since you cheat off me all the time
God, I'm tired of all these sociopathic, egotistical teenagers
Go get a life
Before you feed off other people misery to feel better
You should go to the carnival, visit a fun house
So you can see you're true ratched, twisted reflections
And see how fake and stupid you really are
I hope you feel bad, feel the heart contractions
That I feel when you open your dumb mouth
But I guess that's how you are when you grow up rich in the south
Whatever, just leave me alone
And stop trying to kill us birds with your stones.
- Author: 𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓮 𝓜. (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 7th, 2023 10:21
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 3
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