The first type
Seldom thinks you're right
Playing the role of a know-it-all
Is what they master
Not so much of an inducement
More of a mask of torment
With a jealousy passing
a hundred miles
From where you actually are
Flowing through every one
Of your route's aisles
Laughing
At any pea or a pumpkin
Of an accomplishment
Or an idea
Whatever the size
Never taking you seriously
Never to advice
But to relinquish your demise
Driving your dreams
To a road of hopelessness
To an incliment-dim road
Leaving you to erode
Never believing in you.
Never believing in their selves
Got themseleves to deceive.
Dont want you being the superior
With a power so nuclear
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Divergent Misplaced Melodies (Poems)
PoetryTaste these poems. |Highest ranking #142 in poetry, #44 in quotes| A poetry book from the soul. There's poetry and then there is this. Some are designed from my imagination, for my love of creating stories. And some are inspired from real life. I wa...
