Sometimes I feel as if
I'm a slightly misshapen cloud
Floating in a sea of
Perfectly symmetrical ones
It's as if
I don't quite belong
I'm unique, right?
Then why am I so
Lonely?
Then I remember
Someday I'll find someone like me
And I'll be perfect
I just have to wait, patiently.
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Are You Satisfied? (Poetry)
PoetrySociety holds us down- in more ways then one. Its chains wrap around our arms and legs, pulling us farther away from our true selves. Tell me, are you satisfied? ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Mention of Bl**d Mention of Su!cid3 Mention of r@p3
