You are such a waste of poetry
I'm okay, everyone I promise. I think people are misinterpreting this poem. This poem is directed at a specific person who hurt me and those I love and care about. I keep writing poems about it because it was a very damaging experience but this person is just such a waste of poetry because they are so horrible they aren't even worth writing about and yet I still do to keep the agony from destroying me, it is my way of coping. I AM NOT CHANGING MY STYLE OF POETRY. I am just trying new formats. Don't jump to conclusions :)
