Lets think of that time when you weren't all that.
When you were just another one of those pesky pests.
Only greeted for the last place prize.
Meant to fill the place setting no one wished to reside.
Only welcomed so none of us must feel shame.
Talked about behind doors that were a bit too thin.
Not closed on your behalf either leaving you pinned.
Complaining about faults that we owned through you.
Treated like a pet that knows no language.
Spoken with kind voices scratching your back a little too hard.
See the unhidden meaning like we wanted.
Oblivious but actually not at all.
Cruel us called you a 'friend'.
But I think you knew better.
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PoetryPoems. I know. I am incredibly deep and see meaning in everything. Jokes. Hopefully this doesn't suck. warning: some of these poems definitely kinda suck... oops! #881 in poetry March 4th, 2017👀 #463 in poetry March 9th, 2017😮 #348 in poetry Ma...