Instead let's compare the difference,
Between the respect and the indifference.
The kind and the scary,
The people to be wary.
Where is your reward for enduring
Other people's wrong doings?
While you keep on smiling
Even when the worst is long lasting.
Where do you draw the line?
Long after you're in a bind?
After it's too late?
Long after you've become the bait?
No.
I will no longer smile while you make me the fool,
It ends now, I'm not your tool.
I've become your worst nightmare,
The transformation's begun,
From angel to demon,
The saint is gone.
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What Writing Can Say That My Voice Alone Cannot: A Poetry Collection
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry that I've written a long time ago as well as recently. They will include the themes of love and nature, as well as angst and sorrow. All credit for writing and artwork goes to me unless otherwise noted.
