Words so sad.
Parents so mad.
Siblings so bad.
Mixed feelings,
Zero apealings
Like a crinkled rose,
I feel the pain you impose .
Every word,
Runs down a herd.
Every hit,
I deserve it.
Sticks and stones,
Break my bones.
But words will always kill me inside,
So please don't tell me to hide.
An) I suck at life.
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Conflicting Tides
PoesiaPoems about really anything that's sad. (Or life) Cause I'm a s a d turtle.
