People Talk
Lying on the floor
Of the Cold tile
With a closed door
All the while
Wonderin
Why would you hit somebody so low?
How did you even reach me?
If I'm so mentally slow
Why even bother with me?
People talk
People talk
such an interesting subject
And so easy to knock
So easy to knock
down down down
"Not good enough for him"
Let's try something new.
"How sad, how grim
It must be to be you"
Where's your original mind?
I've heard it all before.
Something so light
Shouldn't hurt my core
Can I board the plane yet?
Can I board the plane yet?
If I'm so like dirt
Why even look my way?
Copyright © Joy Bohland | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment