Sometimes I'm impudent,
And never in a good way.
Some say I'm sassy,
Though they do not know of the heavy weight I carry.
This image you see,
Is only a surface of a very heavily polluted sea.
Some say I'm rude,
It pains to hear this but,
It's true,
It's fine because Im saving myself from an aftermath,
Of an intense battle,
All happening in my head.
-LovableConundrum
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PoetryWhere there are words; there is comfort. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● It's exhausting, The dreams I have; Trying to make what's fantasy, Include no hardship. Into false of hopes of reality. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● ☆In this universe...
