Bitter people almost never smile
Always complaining
Broken dreams
They hate to see others happy
For them misery gives them joy
They have so much and yet they still envy
You can have nothing and still be happy
But those bitter ones who have it all somehow still try to dull out your shine
Even with all they have they are not happy
And will do everything in their power to make you unhappy as misery is their only source of happiness
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PoetryI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
