I walk with dark,
In love with rain,
Still wondering why humans treat me this way.
Blown away by wind,
Covered with sand,
I just wish I could be so brand.
Tornado comes,
Takes me away,
Oh so glad I didn't stay.
Thrown in fire,
All burnt up,
Wish my life,
Wasn't this messed up.
Use me like water,
Drown me out,
Wish I were them,
I don't like to pout.
But since I'm not pretty,
It doesn't matter,
Enjoy my pain,
Enjoy your laughter.
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