You piece of trash,
You good for nothing at all.
Get up right away,
And do whatever you're told.
Take the path chosen for you,
And don't you dare,
Take a stray step outside,
And wander here or there.
You keep thinking of things,
You're not supposed to think about.
You keep dreaming of things,
You should learn to live without.
You're too little to reach there,
I'm telling you now, so beware.
Before you trip on your own shoes,
And make a fool of us everywhere.
Don't try to betray the norms,
You'll know one day.
One day you'll understand,
The truth of what I say.
YOU ARE READING
State of Mind
PoetryA random collection of short poems and stanzas depicting things that have been on my mind in the last few months.
