Like or Hate
It's always the same
I'm always the victim
Of someone elses game,
A character Assassination
My name through the mud
I don't actually care Anymore
I have scars on top
Of scars.
A broken heart
When your words don't even
Effect me ,
You should ask me why
It's something I'm used to,
I've learnt not cry,
I'm not a victim,
I'm not the joke,
I fight my battles
Alone,
It's always personal
It's something that's not
Remotely true,
People will believe what they Want to.
I will always be an easy target
For someone else's rage
This why I hide away making
No friendship and staying away
Easier being misunderstood
Anti social
Aloof
When I hear something about myself that I didn't know
People just need to leave me be.
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Author:
Thebeliever (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2017 15:56
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Comments1
There is so much truth in these few well written lines. We cannot control what other people think or say about us, good or bad. But the poem is also sad, you might have added "Alone" after the line "Aloof". But you are right, getting angry doesn't help. Killing them with kindness might be another way.
I do like your poem, and I hear you loud and clear!
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