Everything is given to you.
You don't work for anything.
You expect everything to be easy.
You have made me feel terrible about myself and you don't even know it.
You lie constantly and I'm tired of your shit.
No one cares about your excuses.
Now let's go back to the real world,
where you have to work for what you get.
News flash: everything isn't easy or about you
YOU ARE READING
Poems.
PoetryI'm not the best writer, but I like to write an awful lot. Just a couple of poems that I wrote, nothing special.
