you hate me to the core,
but really, aren't i a bore?
if you say so, i guess i'll believe
that i'm an interesting person indeed.
throw me with the sorrowful runts,
who believe that you're always out for a hunt.
except all you are is a little girl,
behind a scowl with your lip in a curl.
i'll just turn my back to you,
i don't care about your opinion even through
both the venom and the pain,
which you give out during the joy and the rain.
i hope you know,
that you are the crow,
and that you will realize,
that you are not the one with blue eyes.
- java
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diaphanous
Poetrydiaphanous is a collection of various poems written by java around 2014-2016 about enduring parental emotional abuse and bullying at school as well as navigating through major depression, social anxiety, and generalized anxiety.
