If you really knew me
And you damm well,
You can see right through me.
For I am as hollow as hell.
I am as deep as a root,
Tall as a twig,
Not as popular as Groot, but I'm still trying to win.
My age and mental health, is as salty as the sea.
The girls all pick and judge me,
The males all walk away,
The demons I have feared, all decided to stay.
I'm a ninja during light,
Crying alone at night.
I have no place called home,
I never liked to rome.
I can still all believe, that there is something waiting for me.
But this highway is only leading one way, and that way is down down down, farther then what you can see.
I'm real sorry for all the troubles,
But now that you can see,
You really don't know me, as well as I know me.
♥️
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Rant Poems
PoetryAll my Rant poems, which is basically me venting or ranting about something relatable in a short poem. #4 Poetryslam
