Everyone has one thing in common
That thing is greed
You may not think it
But we're all greedy wether we know it or not
Once my mind became polluted
Greed helped my through
I would look at others test scores
I'd be happy if mine were higher than others
I wanted to be better
Maybe then someone would notice me
I'd check random strangers on social media
I'd make it my goal to be more than them
It was all greed
Greed
I am greedy
It was my way to push through the pain
Greed lives within me
I am greed
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Drip Drop
PoetryThe liquid goes drip drop ~A series of short poems- Highest Ranking: #99 in poetry
