everyone hates me
from the man in the street
to his sons and his wife,
I'm clearly despised.everyone hates me.
even the kids next house,
with their little mouths,
when they pretend to pout.everyone hates me
from the boy in my inboxes
when he says something else
when he judges by appearanceseveryone hates me
even the girl in the red dress
her hair the color of sweet cinnamon
blames me for every mess- your words are poison
YOU ARE READING
loquacious
Poetrylo·qua·cious /lōˈkwāSHəs/ adjective tending to talk a great deal; talkative. "never loquacious, Sarah was now totally lost for words" (photos in the book aren't mine. credits to the rightful owners.) 5 •7 - 10 • 29