I thought we were friends.
I spoke one minor thing about muffins
And I get called absolutely barbaric
And a menace to society
So the world is better off without me?
Is it, truly?
I commit self-depreciation
And instead of appreciation
You appear to agree
That no living person likes me.
Including you yourself, maybe?
Who knew a single sentence
Could reveal so much
So I never had friends
Nobody considered me such.
Then what were we?
All because of a preference
Of baked goods and confections
The tides turned against me fast
I'm once again an outcast.
Why don't things ever last.
Just one minor opinion
And I am looked at like a disgrace
I then get my heart broken
But I'm used to it, it's okay.
And they wonder why I'm silent.
Perhaps my mind did not think right
But nothing about me is
So I shall leave, farewell, goodbye
I know I won't be missed.
YOU ARE READING
from the depths of my mind, they flutter free
Poetry𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 @𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 An assortment of poems. From personal experiences and miscellaneous musings to feelings that have long lingered in me, this book contains poems insp...
