I think of this as more of a nursery rhyme
Boo hoo, boo hoo
Are my problems getting to you?
I'm miserable it's true
But don't let that affect you
These problems are not yours
Why weigh it on your head?
Do you even know what my problem is
Don't try to face it with dread
Do you know?
My problem could be your delight
It could be a horrible fright
Why take the risk
Why risk to take
The time to find out why I hate
Myself, so much
This subject shouldn't be touched
Come closer, I'll just tell you
Closer, closer, let me tell it
It's a secret
Its...............
My problem is
I cannot tell you!
S.K.Malcolm
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The ups and downs of being Sapphie
PoetryThis is a collection of different poems that I wrote, some are about me and some are inspired by other people, life and things. There is no one genre for them and some were written when I was quite young. Vote, comment and share, I love to hear from...
