
Spoken Words
Your words are like paper cuts
Every little thing you say
Makes me want to spill out my guts
Your negativity makes my world gray
Over time,
I subtract myself from friends
And I start to believe that life isn't sublime
Goodbye to everyone, this was the end
I knew that no one would care
Because I was just a person to them
If we encountered, they would just stare
In their mind, I was blurry, I had no emblem
Author's Note://: Hey guys I know I haven't been on in awhile, I've just been really busy, and I will try to make my commitment with posting stronger!! I hope you enjoy this poem!!
-dginnj
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