We are known as killers
We are monsters
We are hated
We do not meet society's
Expectations
Not many people know
Not many people would want to know
Or even bother to know
How did we become such
Monsters
Most of us were being
Abused
Bullied
Misunderstood
Betrayed
And that was when we snapped
We lost our sanity
We do not need it
We are fine without it
We then started to find an interest
In killing
Broken
Never to be fixed
Unable
To be fixed ever again
What can we do?
We are unable to
Fit in society
Society is unfair
We are unable to fit in
What's the point of making us fit in?
We are not "normal"
What is being "normal"?
They would just kill us
Blame us on not making the right
Choices
They do not understand
They do not need to understand
No matter how we explain
How many times we explain
They would never
Understand
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The Sloth's Voice
PoetryThis is a collection of poems written by a sloth. Sloths are known for being slow, this one is not an exception. With that being said, please sit back and enjoy the show. Note: All pictures and videos used belong to their respective owners.
