(Whats Wrong With Me)
Whats wrong with me?
Whats wrong with you?
No whats wrong with me
Can't you see
The smile wilt away
Cheeks stained with tears of yesterday
Maybe your right, I'm not okay
But thats okay
But tell me
Whats wrong with me?
Is it my crooked smile?
The scars on my wrist?
That seem to resist there strains
Please someone tell me
Whats wrong with
ME
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Drink Bleach
PoetryDrink Bleach sounds yummy right. Just open up that blue cap of clorax and be like ohh ya this is the stuff. Take a couple shots and get high on the fumes. Oh but this book isn't about drinking bleach at all. Here it is about todays society and how...
