I'm not brilliant
I'm kind of dumb
most of the time
I feel too much.
or I feel numb.
there's no in between.
I trip over uneven ground.
fall face first.
but what hurts the most?
are mean people.
with glaring eyes
they say the most,
I wish I were a ghost.
I hate being a host
for unwanted thoughts
the kind that won't leave
constantly, pouring mean words
over me
I shower day and night,
but I am never clean.
I step outside,
try and clear my mind.
I'm not brilliant.
I'm kind of dumb
why me?
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Unspoken Poetry
Poetry⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way.
