Secretive, a liar...
He deceives all
Untold stories of a dead soul
Unkind, rebellious
.
Lazy, careless, and cocky
Angry with the galaxies,
World,
And home.
.
He's one breakdown away from snapping
The anxiety deep within
Vandalism of his own self
Nobody sees his eternal bleeding
.
He's mysterious
A black cat
A crack on the sidewalk
Unlucky
.
Carefree, laid back, but more than capable of emotions
Outspoken, but unknowing
Of the people's names for him
.
He hears them now,
And he tries to become them
Just to scare them off.
.
But good can pretend to be evil.
And evil can pretend to be good.
.
He's a precious soul,
Trying to be evil
Just so that he doesn't harm anyone.
He lives in fear, and regret
All he's doing is protecting his people from danger.
.
But his people are not precious,
They are evil disguised as Angels
They're against him,
Intentionally causing him pain
They're sinister, eerie, and dark
.
He's a superman without his cape,
And they're kryptonite trying to break him down.
.
But, however,
Hope
And motivation
They lift superman up
And after all,
Good always wins.
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PoetryThis is basically going to be a contemplation of poems and quotes made by me. It's about anything....life, love, heartbreak,sadness, anger, jealousy, relationships, fear etc. I'll just randomly choose topics and write about them. I write pretty freq...
