I'm tired of being looked down apon from the choices that I've made
All they ever want from us is to hang our head in shame
In our hearts was a burning flame
And soon enough we're never the same
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My Poems
PoetryMy poem app went to hell so I'm posting all my works here from now on. They are a mix of types and a lot are sad.
The Judging
I'm tired of being looked down apon from the choices that I've made
All they ever want from us is to hang our head in shame
In our hearts was a burning flame
And soon enough we're never the same