Fuck the world
And fuck the sun
I might as well for all the shit that they’ve done
For anyone who said that my song has been sung
I decide when I’m done!
believe me, I’ve only just begun
to tear the heads off people who don’t know
All that I’ve had to go through
Just to sit here and tell you
About how I see the beauty in a flower
And it can give you a good hour
They don’t know how I sit in the shower and cry
Because I must lie
To myself about things that don’t matter
So, I can sleep at night
Instead of laying awake in fright
So, fuck the world and anyone who says I can't
About the Creator
Anthony Sanders
Hello, it nice to be her. I was born to be a writer and poet. i have a published poetry book and I hope you enjoy my work here. One day I hope to be great.
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