hey there,
it's me,
but your face,
turns to disgust,
and you spit right in mine,
dip my hands in acid,
and bash my skull in,
leaving me to die.
but you don't care,
you just fucking laugh,
and walk away.
tell me this mom,
why,
does society hate us so?
why must we go through this torture,
of our looks,
and how we act?
we're just like everybody else,
normal.
YOU ARE READING
Opinionated(complete)
Poetryit's just as it sounds...a collection of some of the poems I've written containing my views on certain things in the world....feel free to leave a comment, ok?
