The way I Feel
I wish everyone would stop dragging me
around. But I accept the pain. Rather than
to feel numb. Betrayal. Hurt. Degrade.
Bring me to my knees. Like I'm your slave.
I can only make life. Not let life make me.
But even being optimistic. Strikes me
down. Even turned to the one they call
As he hears my prayers and continue to let
me drown. I smile I laugh I create my own
happiness. Internally bleeding and
suffering. With every drop of sweetness.
They is a bitter rancid subsequent. So why
not accept and tolerate evil. Why be fooled
by the goodness they all portraits at first
glance.Building yourself up as if you have
a god damn chance. Everybody wants love
it's in high demand. they lie cheat hurt.
Treat you like second best. Hand me down.
Dirt. So excuse me for being a little
pessimistic. When in the eyes of mankind
you ain't worth ****!
Copyright © Wilindean Inniss | Year Posted 2014
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