Its so complicated
When you feel Underestimated
Miss. Understood
Miss. Treated
Miss. Placed
Miss. Leaded
No miss. Beautiful
No miss. Perfect
No prices
No fame
Just shadows
And shame
Ive made a wrong turn.
Once or twice
Bad decisions.
Thats alright
Gotta admit
The hurt feels great
Cause you gotta get used
To all the hate
As we use
That silver knife
Cause we bleed
Just to know we're alive
Trying to be miss. Perfect
But instead were miss. Placed
But we stand together
In all the pain and misery that we've faced
Even if we don't know
Were all the same
But we're still getting judged
For money and fame
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Dark poems
PoetryHere are some dark poems I wrote. Mostly about my life. 14-5-2019 - although my views and outlook on life have changed since the day I posted these, I will keep this work public, because to me it shows how far I've come throughout the years and remi...
