I often digress that I
Am sick and tired of all you poets
With all your literal genius
The hypocrisy is mine
I must say, that I;
against all grain, have established
Individualism
Not synonymous
With hubris
For some time
I waded through the shallow
Darkness, seeking closure
All I found was me
Sitting in the corner
Alone
So I grabbed my hand, and said:
"You can rebel and yell music get tattoos kiss girls eat sweets and...
...love yourself"
And I believed me
Just another
Amateur poem
From the happiest girl
On the saddest world
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 1:03 PM UTC
I often digress that I
Am sick and tired of all you poets
With all your literal genius
The hypocrisy is mine
I must say, that I;
against all grain, have established
Individualism
Not synonymous
With hubris
For some time
I waded through the shallow
Darkness, seeking closure
All I found was me
Sitting in the corner
Alone
So I grabbed my hand, and said:
"You can rebel and yell music get tattoos kiss girls eat sweets and...
...love yourself"
And I believed me
Just another
Amateur poem
From the happiest girl
On the saddest world
