How can I not cry
My self esteem is already so low
You've pushed it down
Buried it below
All those hurtful insults
You call it insightful
The rest agree
I call it hurtful
And the end for me
YOU ARE READING
Poetry From a Dying Mind
PoetryThis is a collection of 'poems'. (Obviously) that I've written over the course of 2 or 3 years. I was told it would be a good idea to upload them to Wattpad so that's what I'm doing. Some of the poems aren't really poems but are poems. So basically...
Bully
How can I not cry
My self esteem is already so low
You've pushed it down
Buried it below
All those hurtful insults
You call it insightful
The rest agree
I call it hurtful
And the end for me
