Don't tell me
What you think, you, with your
Twisted words and tortured language,
Stating facts that aren't actually facts but
How should I know? I'm just some kid.
Don't tell me
About the world, about your
Pessimistic mentality, can't you see
That I don't care about the impossible,
Or at least,
Not the way you say it--
With scorn and hatred. You are so full of loathing
For something you haven't even dreamed of
Don't tell me
Hoe to live my life, who to love, who to hate.
Has it ever occurred to you that
Just maybe, different isn't synonymous with evil?
Don't tell me
Who I am, because
I AM NOT YOU and
I don't think I ever will be
YOU ARE READING
Pure ~ A Collection of Poetry
PoetryA simple collection of poems I've put together, meant to get you thinking. I wrote some and gathered some, but if you don't like poetry, don't read. ;) RANKED #356 IN POETRY ON 7/27/2016!
