Why make fun,
When we're all on different levels.
We're all trying
To battle out own devils.
Yet you have the nerve
To interfere a fight,
When this person,
Is giving all their might.
Don't medal in someone's life,
It'll only bring you shame.
You shouldn't treat this,
Like it's some sort of game.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for the Pained
PoésieThis is just poetry that I've randomly written, and feel like publishing them will help or inspire others. They're all pretty short. Please, no hatful remarks.
