Tell me about how you try to connect with people as easily as
You tear them apart
It's really an art
Condemn them whenever they step out of your line
Because anyone who doesn't follow your strict moral code has
A few screws loose in their head
But I know for a fact that
The most judgemental people condemn themselves the most of all
So how deep does your self hatred go,
Mr know it all?
I used to hate you
And it was a mutual feeling
You've always had an old grandpa soul in those young bones of yours
A natural born lecturer
But most of all because
Mirrors don't lie
Your character flaws reflect mine
Really, you can run
But you can't hide
I haven't forgotten that day
Humid afternoon
When you looked at me suddenly
And said that we were similar
Almost as if we were siblings
Then you turned back to finish tying your shoelaces
Like nothing had happened
I wonder if you still feel the same way
Or has too many things changed in one year?
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Don't you just love acting like you're better than them?
Grimace when they roughhouse
Or shout too loud
Well known academic who wraps his life around books
Whose only goal is to get higher
Higher above all the heavens
Darling, don't lie and tell me
You don't enjoy being better than the rest
And that it's not their fault they failed their test
In the end
Your results are an ego boost
The only thing keeping your insecurities at bay
YOU ARE READING
letters to you
Poesíathis is a midnight compilation of inner thoughts and half forgotten dreams, letters from my heart to people I know or have yet to meet. this is dedicated to all the living souls that have impacted my life, good and bad. this is for the people in my...
