Embracing my bare steps scale,
Not footing on market's model sale,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Loving frankly my huge giggle,
They want me chortle and suckle,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
My thirst calmed by well ,
Not calmed by their algae tap shell,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Walking around my agro fence,
Not staring with jog pants,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Summer stinky my labour smell,
Not sealing in front of dell,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Curd rice with sugar fell ,
No wish of polluting cell,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Love my lady's vermillion as hell,
Not choicing over every bar bell,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Figured about Hitler's racial spell,
Am not a black gell !still,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Made my every cringe hell,
They dare my virtue sell,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Thumping on my odissi stance,
Not wildering of smoky chance,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Her lap amd sweet tone,
No prop wall, no morning morn,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Pale kurta with spoty white,
Not lensing over mall's bright,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Counting the still pearl dews ,
Not figuring of any psyche fuse,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Those busting border bomb shell,
My dad left mom and Crisell,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
No pension no brother's future bail,
My victimised whistleblower Mikall,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
My sunshine my dimness fail,
All in sobs of ocean they rail,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
The left over husk in the pot,
With no matchstick in the jot,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Hundeds of fake tears went,
Every empathy seem to be lent,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
One dooms day hit and shetter,
Mr. Kinell bribed Crisel's character,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Mandela's text in the jail,
Warden arranged me a lamping bell,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Character is not a race or face,
I can cross every lace,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Starting my journey ..oh! kinell,
Your wild will surely fell,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Tears and fear all sorting daily,
They mistaken to try me naily,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
Airy wary my netty fan,
Not wished for a conditioned span,
These urbanians say
Iam a psychopath.
Study table a wheat sack,
Except poverty nothing i lack,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
No hours no seconds for me,
Jumping crawling rat on me,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
This was reverse day now,
Every eyes result a failed somehow,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
This psychopath waiting for listing,
The officer in me just blinking,
These urbanians say
I am a psychopath.
No more psychopath they say,
Posturing for grave hello all may,
I am not a psychopath they say
I am not a psychopath they say.
Admire my curd ,giggle,agro fence,
I am a pyschopath, no chance of say,
Iam not a psychopath they say
I am not a psychopath they say.
They love my fan,they love my ran,
No sketchy word they say,
I am not a psychopath they say
I am not a psychopath they say.
Trusting them will be a black on grey,
Materialism is not a psychopath they say,
I am not a psychopath they say
I am not a psychopath they say.
Left me,they find a new way,
Whose doom would be the day,
I am not a psychopath they say
I am not a psychopath they say.
Being normal is psychopath they say,
Laughing crying i made my way,
I am not a psychopath they say
I am A Proud psycopath i say .
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A Proud Psychopath !!
PoetryLaughing crying ,I made my way i am not a psychopath ,they say i am a psychopath, I say. This poem is about a person Whom this universe declared a psychopath.In the end society fetch the title ..but the person courageously attempted to be a notion...
