Each weight on the scale,
Only tips it further.
One, two, three.
Too many grams over,
More weight for the other side.
One, two, three.
Don't add more weight to one side,
Even the scale,
One, two, three.
Self hatred takes the weight away,
From this person they see.
Another is generated,
In my own mind.
Jealous of the one they see,
He is brought down.
Further and further,
More depressed with each letter,
Less useless with each word.
Fulfilled we feel,
This man you see and I.
YOU ARE READING
Words to match a Rose
PoetryJust some poems I wrote, felt like it I guess. Fight me about it. #57 highest in poetry. :D Wooo! Hit them double digits! Picture by my friend Cynthia Bisby from work :D
