I guess you can throw me away
Even though I'm still a okay
I guess you don't want me to stay
But I'm not meant to be thrown away any dayI'm garbage to you
I guess that fact is true
Even though I'd rather it not be too
I'm worth less than a penny when it comes to you, and that's only amongst a fewSo, throw me away whenever you want to throw me
Even if it's not a good idea, do it anyway, because I'm worthless to you, see?
So throw me away and don't let me be
Anyways, I'd rather not stay; I'd rather fleeFrom you, I'd rather leave
Because I don't want to be thrown into a garbage bin and who knows what else you have up your sleeve?
So, throw me away and don't grieve
There's no reason for you to, in me, believeI'm garbage to you
I guess that fact is true
Even though I'd rather it not be too
I'm worth less than a penny when it comes to you, and that's only among a few
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The Inner Critic [Completed]
PoesiaThis is yet another attempt to impress the masses No, I have not taken any classes I will be trying my luck on a fourth book full of poetry Some will describe me While others will describe you Sometimes, even both, that's true So, enjoy my fourth bo...