The flap of a wing could change my whole world
Just a simple flap and my future will surely change
So why am I expected to play the high road
Why should I be the better person
What's the fucking point when
Nothing
Really matters
If
I
Write
One
Word
Per
Sentence
or just stopped using caps
OR USED ALL CAPS
why does anything Matter
Their are infinite possibilities
So what if I decide to lie
Cheat
Steal
Even kill
at least one of my counterparts takes the high road
There gonna be the daughter my parents wanted
The daughter they deserve
She's gonna be the friend everyone can get along with
She can comfort everyone
She's won't be broken
Stupid
Rejected
Like I was
And still am
So tell me
Why
The
Fuck
Does
It
Matter
So u know what
Fuck u
And fuck fate
YOU ARE READING
poems
Poezjapoems im writing there gonna be messed up so be prepared I own no pictures