Tell me, is it really worth it?
To push, and prod, and cry, and hurt, and yell, and shout, and shove me in the dirt?
Tell me, is it really love?
To pressure, and manipulate, and press til I suffocate?
Tell me, are you really right?
When you say you love everyone, but I know you've got hate for some.
Tell me, is it really fair?
To judge, and shun, and never be done?
Tell me, do I have to leave? Just because... I don't believe?
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Rain Clouds
PoetrySimple poems, each with a story just behind them. ••• This book will be updated whenever I write a new poem worth posting. I draw inspiration either from my own complicated emotions, or sometimes even stories I've created in my mind. I suppose only...
