Starved
I'm exhausted, tired, and dizzy
from all the yelling
g about my life and who's in it
does it deserve to be starved?
starved from being call hideous names
s that still surface a nobody
love turn into lust and lust killed with the vengeance of hate
that past experiences always block what I am doing in life now
memories of me being in fear
r of moving gestures
s that made me jump into a frenzy
strong eyes and determination pulled me back from death....
Examine my inner self I chose to be full. full of life lessions of experience , positive
or negative....with a so called ugly and fictitious soul, I bring out the handsome poet
that will always be full in my eyes!!!
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