Poetry
Poetry
Poetry
I think
Poetry
Runs the world and my
Emotions as everything
Just gets
Written
Written
Written
Down, your notes could be turned
Into something meaningful,
It doesn't have to make sense,
Or rhyme,
Or even be
GOOD,
Let's just accept
Poetry
For the sake of
Poetry

A starving little boy,
Curls into a ball,
And drapes the blanket over his shivering body.
Starving?
Not in a sense of food.
He gets so much attention,
Yet he is still
STARVING.

Sometimes
I think we just need to
SCREAM INTO A VOID
—SCREAM—
Stop!
Your emotions are valid
Until I find them
Inappropriate
For this situation.
Keep your mouth shut!
**** it up!
Ah, you've realized.
I'm contradict everything.
I'll never be happy.

I know you care for me.
I know you love me.
I know we're best friends—
But I know I'm a burden.
I know that I'm useless.
Go away—
I want to rot.

Even the greatest poets
Get called
"Annoying"
"Immature"
"Dumb"
Even the greatest poets
Get ignored
When someone
Doesn't need them
Anymore
Even the greatest poets...
Sadly, I'm not like them
Haha!

Sometimes I wonder
If you even like me.
It's a fair question!
As you can see,
I don't deserve love,
Don't deserve to be me!
Ah,
You don't text,
You don't walk home with me.
Honestly,
It'd be fair
If nobody liked me!

"Stand up for yourself!"
Such a simple statement.
But if I do that,
They'll walk all over me,
PURPOSEFULLY,
this time.
You can’t convince me that
You like me at all.
I know you're a liar,
And I'm a known liar.
No one needs to know
My "problems"
As you don't have any,
And mine are less than yours!