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Shut up, they say Stop talking You do this every day I can hear their words mocking Even when I’m far away Your words are poison, snake Speaking remains a mistake They cause my bones to ache As they try to make me break So weak that tricks are your only refrain Coward who doesn’t fight fair Is it fair, the pain? That they inflict upon me Is it wrong to be defensive and scared? The consequences of my pride Bring me more malice than I deserve But their lack of compassion Is what I would rather preserve My words serve me well But are no use against them So quite often I sit still and I dwell I wonder if they’re right to treat me as such I wonder whether trickery is wrong The words are the cause for my success But It’s why I’d never belong They say I am disloyal A disappointing sight In a place where others are royal I am too useless to fight Now I spend my days away From everyone outside My days stay grey As I continue to hide Lonely I remain Too tired to feign For my speech maybe overgrown But still I am alone
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 4:36 AM UTC
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Shut up, they say Stop talking You do this every day I can hear their words mocking Even when I’m far away Your words are poison, snake Speaking remains a mistake They cause my bones to ache As they try to make me break So weak that tricks are your only refrain Coward who doesn’t fight fair Is it fair, the pain? That they inflict upon me Is it wrong to be defensive and scared? The consequences of my pride Bring me more malice than I deserve But their lack of compassion Is what I would rather preserve My words serve me well But are no use against them So quite often I sit still and I dwell I wonder if they’re right to treat me as such I wonder whether trickery is wrong The words are the cause for my success But It’s why I’d never belong They say I am disloyal A disappointing sight In a place where others are royal I am too useless to fight Now I spend my days away From everyone outside My days stay grey As I continue to hide Lonely I remain Too tired to feign For my speech maybe overgrown But still I am alone
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 4:36 AM UTC
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