All my life I tried to fit in, and now I don't give a fuck, I've read tons of literature, sought advice in horoscopes, heard the daily routine on how you don't want... don't want me to fall in your footsteps, don't want me to be a reciprocate of you, I understand that I really do, I've seen it all the abuse, men slapping you up for money and an easy fuck, How you would so easily devour... devour all the evil and spit up any sense of kindness anyone has tried to give you, Because you always knew you could make it... make it on your own I'm not blind I have eyes in the back of my head like you always said, (hmmmmm a moment of silence and time to think) Who am I trying to kid? I'm just like you just miniature....
Reason for writing:
another night living solitare and drunk
Birth sign: Virgo
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