Venting Poems

Poem 8

Ok, so I've had writers block for a LOOOOOOOONG time. And I wasn't able to write more than thee sentences in SCA, so I'm posting this as a sub, I will post the moment I finish, promise. Sorry for the inconvenience!!! I'm really depressed over my dad's friend, he just died because of a heart attack. 😢. That's why I posted this, because Ken would want his family to know, not to feel sad, or mad, or bad. Feel happy, because the one who brought joy and hope to those without any has passed on, RIP, Ken. 😔

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There is something sweet,

Something sweet about being alone,

Something bitter about being social,

When you truly just want to be on your own,

You hate the way it's noisy,

You hate the way it's infested,

Infested by happiness,

But there is something that helps,

The sadness,

The sorrow,

You pity the ones who have happy lives,

And you pity the one who don't,

But do me a favor,

And don't pity us,

Don't pity the dead,

Pity the living.