(Prompt submitted by ferociousfangirlofmanyfandoms on Tumblr)
The sun brings nothing but pain,
Like a thousand sharp nails
Scratching at my skin,
Making me melt in a disgusting way.
I might as well set myself on fire
Since I think it's the same effect.
Hot days make me irritable
Which isn't good for anybody.
I need things to be cold.
I need things to be quiet.
I need things to stop burning me
So that I can stop ruining shirts.
Everyone loves to tease me.
"It's such a lovely day!"
"You only hate the sun because
You never go outside!"
I prefer not to overheat, really.
It makes me feet uncomfortable.
And if I stay inside all day
At least I have a big fan to help.
Ive said it once, I'll say it again
I. Hate. The sun.
I don't care who thinks otherwise
I'm just trying not to die.
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Micky's Poems
PoetryA collection of my poems that I post on Tumblr. Warnings will be included before certain poems.
