People like people, who are nice and sweet,
As soon as they meet.
And who see everything light and bright,
Not as dark as the night,
Not the ones who see through the black tainted glass,
Not the one who act like an ass.
They like the ones who are positive and goofy,
Not the ones who are pessimistic and moody.
People like people who are trustful and kind,
Not people who are cautious and don't pay them mind.
People like living angels, trustful and generous,
Not living demons, doubtful and ambitious,
People like good people.
...Not broken people.
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I Don't Know How To Emotions
Poetryjust me and...idk, some shit I'm writing in a few minutes when having too many unwanted emotions
