"Oh, so you're one of "those" people"
this is what makes someone fearful
stereotyped by everyone
Who wants to hear this? Anyone?
"everyone is different," they say
but when they are, they become prey
so strict is our society
we'll live with no variety
if we can't stand up for the things
that give us strength and give us wings
then truly, what are our minds worth?
are our minds worth all the hurt?
if they're just going to be destroyed
why shouldn't we just start to avoid
everyone making us feel this way
we'll just stay home every day
but, even then, they'll be annoyed
and again, they'll try to destroy
the only peace we could obtain
really, what do they have to gain?
making us hurt just to seem better
it just ends up making them bitter
no one's happy, trust is gone
always quiet, smiles drawn
why does the world have to be like this?
can't we try to never miss
the small things that make people smile
because, dear, they'll be worthwhile
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Poems
PoetryJust a bunch of poems I'm writing. They may not be any good but I like them. I'll try to update it every once in a while with one or more poems.
