You don't belong here.
You don't deserve love. You aren't worth half a cent. Nobody cares about you. The eldest out of six, they don't pay attention. Every good intention, thought, and action goes unnoticed. But when you do something wrong, uh-oh, spotlight's on you.
You are nothing. You are weak- No! You are the weak one! Giving me these hateful, hopeless thoughts. Go away! I can belong. You are the one that shouldn't be here- Urgh! Never will I leave! You selfish, idiotic, stupid, worthless, ugly, firefly from Hell! Never will you find someone that cares, that loves you- Never?! No, I think you are the ugly one! Go back to where you came from, leave me alon- Ha! Go back to where I came from? Well how do I go back, when I was conceived within your mind?
I have already won this battle, you know you surrendered to me a long, time, ago... You can't take back what you've already lost. And now, you will lose everything- EVERYTHING? I have lost more than everything already, I have lost my mind! This isn't a mere battle anymore, this is WAR! And this is a war you will lose!- Oh really?
Cause I am you...
YOU ARE READING
The Voice
PoetryI had to make a vignette book for school once. This is it. I really wanted to share these with someone, so here you go ya'll! (I know these are kinda short, but they were meant to be...)
