This man walks
This man runs
This man does everythingWhy does this man hate
Why does he beat
Beat me downHe was once sweet
Now he is nothing of the sort
He is lying
He is trashing
All to beat me down
All to make a kid cry
WhyWhy must he do this
That is beyond me
What I know is I will fight
Fight this man
Fight for what's mineI will not let this man
Let him beat me
Beat me down
Never to stand againHe was sweet
Why did he become so mean
That has always been beyond me
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Struggles of self hate And Doubt
PoetryA book of poetry spanning scared to open up, to jealousy, to just scared