The beast

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Elite Writing

Submitted: August 11, 2019

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The beast 
 
I'm sick of writing these poems,
Even my pen is done crying,
This world is a bad place,
It will be the cause of me dying,
I hate feeling like this,
I'm feeling so fucked,
My mind and my heart keep telling me,
This is not us, 
What the fuck am I supposed to do,
When nobody is all ears?
They have their own opinions,
Make their own decisions clear,
But what about me?
Do I not have feelings?
Has anyone asked me,
About this pain that I'm keeping?
No, 
Because no one really cares, 
The odds are against me, 
It's really unfair, 
Well fuck everyone, 
I'm reverting back to the rebel,
That person is a beast, that person is special, 
You've forced me to go back there,
Now don't complain,
Now that I'm back there,
I won't be the same,
Middle finger to the world, 
Because I don't give a fuck,
Anyone who has an opinion,
Don't try your luck,
The beast is back, 
And I'm here to take control, 
This is a warning,
To the young and old,
Don't get in my way,
Or I'll off your head,
Listen to what I'm saying,
And remember what I said...
 
Written by Sohaaaaaail 


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