I wasn’t talented enough,
They said before destroying my notebook.
Lyrics fell torn to the dust covered ground.
I wasn’t pretty enough
They sneered as they pinned me down.
‘UGLY’ was written on my face in eyeliner.
I wasn’t cool enough
They spat when they snapped my CD.
I only had one copy of that demo.
I wasn’t worthy enough
They shouted after breaking my relationship.
He didn’t want to ruin his future.
I wasn’t special enough
They laughed but I heard their gasps.
They found me dangling from the ceiling.
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PoetryFor more information, read "A Quick Note", the first part of the collection. Thank you. I've entered this into the WattyAwards 2014 for poetry, so share and please so more people start thinking :D {Cover by Common_Conspiracy}
