I'm a shitty little fuck. I know. No need to tell me twice.
I know what I've done isn't the 'end of the world' or anything, but I know if they knew I'd be hated. I'd be hated for being who I truly am and what kind of life is that?
So here I sit with locked lips full of myself inside. I've tested the waters and I know what they're reactions will be. I tried to tell them without actually saying it and they threw it to the curb. They spat in it, as if it were a foul piece of trash. Something gross, yet unknowingly to them I care about it.
I fucking hate hiding everything. It's such a pain in the ass and I don't wanna be disowned or anything because of it. Fuck them all. Who cares what they think, right?
That's why I'm a shitty little fuck; because I am disgusting in other's eyes. After all that's what they thought of those words I told them without actually telling them...
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Poems and Rants Of A Killjoy
PoetryAll of my thoughts written down in here... This is a place for those who need a safe haven of sorts. Made by one of your own. I hope you can learn from my mistakes. "Come one, come all to this tragic affair..." -Dead! By My Chemical Romance [ON-GOIN...
