Jade
December 2022
Call me a Narcissist,
Call me Egotistical,
Call me Vainglorious...
What I wont be called is powerless,
Just Another person,
Run down by the Worlds Gluttonies, and Covetousness,
Just another Victim of Societies Ravenousness towards who they deem beneath them,
Pained out to be Jaded,
Portrayed as broken,
Described as Surfeited,
Blamed upon by the Arrogance of Society,
Prayed upon by the People who swore to protect,
Just another problem child,
Washed up by the age of 22,
Then dead o the world by 25.
Call me Prideful,
Call me Wonderstruck,
Call me Jaded.
I will never be Recollected as a simple woman.
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