Everyone Hates me.How come im so apparently different? Everything i say, Society thinks im gay I want them to go away But the pain is here to stay My poems are shunned because they dont rhyme Consistently It feels like every month is may I ordered a pizza, but it was cold It reminds me that life feels like a crime Its never on time My life's a mouthful of lemons Bitter and round A mug of coffee on the shelf I feel alone, by alone in me by myself I cry a lot For the attention Nobody wants to listen to me So i break things As a sign of anger To showEveryone Hates me.
Cupid
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"But I being poor have only my dreams,
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams." - W.B. Yeats
Do you like this?
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It's like...
the more you think..
the worst is gets, or maybe it gets better but then ignorance fades and you are back to it getting worse...
Does this not mean it's better to not think at all?
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It's like...
the more you think..
the worst is gets, or maybe it gets better but then ignorance fades and you are back to it getting worse...
Does this not mean it's better to not think at all?
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