Lying on a bed of roses
She rest thinking about what could have happened if
people accepted her
if they stopped judging her
lying on a bed of roses
She thinks about this world full of flaws
She thinks that even after what she did the pain didn't go away
Then she realised you don't need everyone to love you just accept yourself and block out the hate
realise that before its to late
lying on a bed of roses
She realises but it's already to late.
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Crappy poetry
PoetrySo this is (obviously) a poetry book. Most of the poems are sad. All of them are originals. If they sound like another one that already exists deal with it, its not my fault.
