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My Book of Poems

Poetry

So... this is going to be a book of poems. some about my life, some just when creativity hit me. Please no hatred, some of this is stuff I'm really sensitive about. Some of these will be depressing. You were warned. PLEASE READ THIS BOOK. -comment...

Insults

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by schnolden

by schnolden

I try to be funny.

all they say is shut up.

I try to be nice.

they say I'm stupid.

I get angry.

they tell me to calm down.

calm down?...

YOU SHUT UP

YOU'RE BEING STUPID

SO WHY DONT YOU CALM DOWN?

seems to me you're the pot calling the kettle black.

but,

in the end,

does that make me any better than you?

it doesn't fix it.

it makes it worse.

so I sit.

and take the insults.

though each one stings like a hornet.

your battering ram of words is well-crafted.

my gate poorly made.

with every blow I splinter.

I wonder when ill break.

your army never seems to tire,

while every hit weakens my defenses.

I call my friends to aide me,

but to no avail.

I feel alone in this battle,

sure I cannot prevail.