Oh look at you
Always smiling, teeth up, laughing hence, it's not funny
You don't care if you're hurt, it is them who's important no matter how right you are in the story
You always help
Even though at night, you welp
You always compromise to your family,
To your friends
Because they are important, you could not lose them
You put them first, your needs last
And then deep inside, complain even though a "no" can take over your chance
You're kind, selfless, understanding
Oh please, stop yourself
You're the one who'll choose her own image
Than to tell what's the truth and deeply shovel it at the garage
Do not fool me! You're not selfless, you are the complete opposite!
Your heart broke when it's unfair, and burning fire is lit
But your eyes are shut, mouth are close, and smiling like a stupid chameleon
But then buzz, about how they do not care about you, and you will leave soon
Then they would never know, what suddenly have gone wrong
Here it goes again, you're loud like an ocean, without its depth
Full of bluff with how people treats you, yet, you never made the line clear and strip
Expecting people to be always like you, treats you like how you treat them
Didn't you know, if it's their advantage, will put excuse on their mouth and is lame
And they will always continue
Cause someone didn't made it clear, her voice accept the treatment, but will leaves clue
That they dislike it, hate it, burn it, but will not say a thing, hey, it's you
Respect yourself at the right way
Say it when it's not okay
Laugh when it's really entertaining
Stay silent, when you feel like listening
Voice out your decision, no matter how everyone disagrees
For we have different eyes, for each of the items
You might be too different, and it is not scary
You might be wrong, hence it's all normal and free
Look it up your soul,
Do not expect perfection, you fool.
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One Hundred Fifty
RandomFifty, Fifty, Fifty A writing challenge for myself is to create fifty poems, fifty essays, and fifty one-shot stories, every single prekeng day to make it a hundred and fifty days of honing my skills and giving sparks to my interest. Here's the deal...