bad boy
asshole personality
treats everybody real crappy
big time bully, smiles like he is happy
everyone scared of him
he wasn't like this when he was ten
I just don't wanna be hurt again
all men, lie, deceive. and I'm stupid too naive
women, they use, and abuse
never been appreciated
never talk to someone who related
and its hard to see heaven when I'm hell fated
so I created these walls, that I hide behind
and everyday for me feels like cloudy day with the cold rain
I'm caught up in this sad depressed sway,
but Hey!
its only on the inside. my shells what everyone else sees
some mean baddie
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Author:
nehemiah adams (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 8th, 2024 23:06
- Comment from author about the poem: I'm sorry its a little corny
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
A hard nut exterior with a soft centre, usually comes as a result of past hurts. Building walls to protect against future sharps. How wonderful it is when those walks crumble and you get to know and feel the real personality . Sunny days so much nicer than cloudy ones. Bad boy has a great guy hiding inside. I enjoyed reading you.
Nice. Maybe kick that ending up a notch
People see the truth is just a technicality, so why not for me to decide what all should see a shell of conveys true hell lookin like omnipotent baddie
alr
Looks like this “baddie” has grit like the poem…you are describing the character in an interesting way and there’s so much more to this “bad boy” so it makes one wanting to read on …
part 2... I'll try
thanks for reading
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