Everyday.
Hurtful words.
Scarring my reputation.
Insults.
Damaging my confidence.
Feeling like a mouse.
Stares.
Looking at me like I'm insane.
Hunting me down as if I commited a crime.
Rumours.
Flying faster than the blink of an eye.
Like a forest fire.
I wish.
If only I had the guts.
To stand up and scream "SHUT UP!"
YOU ARE READING
A Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of poetry I, @canpotcat, have written over the past 3 years. Basically somewhat like my diary because every poem I wrote was at the moment about how I was feeling and what happened. And just something to know, a couple of the poetry wri...
