Blessed are the beautiful!
Blessed are the rich!
Blessed are the talented!
Cursed are the average
Cursed are the poor!
Cursed are the common!
May their names go down in history as NOBODY EVER CARED!
May they be forgotten by their loved ones!
So what if she dies!?
So what if he dies!?
In the end, we end up in a dirt hole!
But no, just allow us to die happy listening to whatever happened to Kim K or Taylor!
So, blessed are the beautiful!
Blessed are the rich!
Blessed are the talented!
May they rest remebered!
Ok, quick explanation. This poem/rant thing is basically saying how much is going on in our lives but still, people only care about those who are famous and I am not going to say I don't do the same because we all do this.
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Take Me Away From the Internet
Non-FictionI guess I wanted a journal... or a place to write angsty poems and songs The world is changing, but it still spins. The world is crumbling, but it still spins. The world can be cruel, but you'll still live. Hey I'm Cj! I am just your average America...
