No one cares
Unless your pretty
Or DYing
Have perfect hair
Or endlessly crying
I can't stand
This horror movie
Of something so grand
Out of fake beauty
All you beasts
Hiding under the mask
Of the idea of perfection
It's all a silly masque
What is wrong with this world
Where we hurl
To make us pretty
Or need pearls
To not have pitty
I can't stand
Your empty eyes
And forced smile
Your rancorous lies
And never being worth while
Just leave me alone
there is nothing left to adore
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Words of Oblivion
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems written in the spur of the moment (by me) etc. They were all name "Untitled Document" in my google drive and I realized my words were ones of oblivion (Hence the Title) Each poem goes in order of events, therefore...
