Imagine being abused,
If not physically then your mindset is used.
Even if they are not visible, all those scars,
If you count them they are just like stars.
But they are not beautiful.
The remind you of what has been done to you.
Little by little, as you grew.
And if you think about it, they are awful.
The burning rage that remains inside,
You can try to control it but you can't hide.
Even if you keep it out of your mind,
You just HAVE to make the wrong things right.
So if you will not get ahead...
How about you become the bully instead?
Just repeat the things that have been done to you
And soon you notice that you are hated too.
A/N
That's pretty deep for my first poem that I wrote last year...But my friend gave me that word and it was honestly such a good idea!
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My Random Poems
RandomLike the title says...just some random poems that I made and still make when I am bored. So I hope you enjoy! Updates will probably be irregular, since I do not only write poems(I've got some other things to do XD) Also keep in mind that my first la...
