I Hate Everything
...and it becomes it's own entity
I hate Everything
And no I’m not that spoiled
Not that naive to think I’m owed
But because Everything hates me
You see
Anytime I get ahead
Or feel an ounce of joy
Everything will come crashing down
My hopes crushed; dreams devoid
You see
I know it’s not just me
That other people have it worse
Everything is kind to some
But honestly and definitely not to most
You see
Everything is fickle
You never know who they’ll choose
The ones who seem to shine brighter
I bet you didn’t know this, but
They hate Everything too
About the Creator
A. L. Benware
I wrote my first poem in second grade, I had my poetry published in an anthology when I was 15 and now I think I have the beginnings of my first(-ish) novel in the works. My mind constantly builds worlds and stories that I hope to share!
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