Different....Yes... But Alive

86 0 2
                                    

DIFFERENT BUT ALIVE

Say what you want about me,

Until you can no longer speak.

I don't care how horrible or imperfect you believe I am,

Because I'm made up of alot of things, like sand.

I'm strange,

entertaining, I suppose.

But I can't understand the reason for this game.

Why do I tell you what you don't need to know?

Call me ugly,

stupid,

Weird.

You have nothing to fear.

I can't hurt you,

I'm not an aggressive person, you can hear.

You may scream, yell, or sue.

I'll move on,

While you scream, yell, and sue.

Until I'm gone.

And there'll be nothing left to persue.

PoemsWhere stories live. Discover now