i dont know why I’m not afraid
why I’m not afraid to jump
she can’t touch me
she’s black and white
I’m blue and purple
she has no brain
im insane
she has no name
and i feel pain
its all in my head
i dream of hands in my hair
braids and ponytails
needles and nails
its all the same
she’s black and white
she wont love me
she’s high as a kite
i should be afraid
i should fear for my life
but I’m not afraid of a knife
im not afraid of death
I’m afraid of life
her beauty and charm
all disappeared with something she calls fun
and we call harm.
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Author:
Aals (
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- Comment from author about the poem: AYEEE sorry i havent been on in a couple months, back now ;))).
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Comments2
great write i can really relate
Like ^^ DeAN, I can really relate to your poem. Really good!
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