why
why let them hurt us?
why let them get to us?
why let the pain in?
why listen to the hurtful words?
why let them make us cry?
why stand down?
why give up?
why keep fighting?
why not turn the tables?
why not show them pain?
why not make them cry?
why not make them want to give up?
why not make them feel our pain?
(2012)
i was hurt and mad one night by all the kids who make fun of me for writing poems hat are either dark or happy so i let my feeling take over he pen and ended up with this
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