I remember looking back on myself
In my ignorant days
Flaunting my influence
Thinking myself ahead
When I was really behind
What use is there in your foolish names
Why would you wish to cause such pain
Let them pass their dirty remarks
For if you think this way, they will never touch your skin
Do not think you are ahead
For that is what puts you on the bottom
Your ignorance and narcissism
Your arrogance is what makes you a fool
Help those who are less fortunate
Don't turn your back as is does not affect your wellbeing
Do not complain for theirs are those whose chances grow thinner
And you are here surrounded by wealth
But why should I try
No matter my efforts people will still be as intolerable
People will still be hateful and resent peace
But if people read this
Maybe they will change their hopeless ways
And let love lead their path
To nirvana and unity
YOU ARE READING
esprit malade
Poetrya penny for my thoughts? trigger warning: depression, eating disorders, anxiety etc.
