Shitty Poetry Pt. Everybody

An apple a day keeps the doctor away

                                                  that’s what they say, it’s bullshit.

Next they’ll tell me the bottle will make me better

it doesn’t, it locks me in a cage. They call me

Xanthippe. a word that describes how I am

to them, most of the time.

I don’t disagree, I have something inside me.

More than Angst, More than Anger. I don’t understand.

Everyone says it’s all in my mind

Fuck that, it isn’t.

To call them blind is part of my message

and another is

“You’ll not find Peace but Entropy in me.

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Author: awkwardfanaa

Loves to get lost in music and books. Always trying to decipher the true meaning of Life. Likes watching movies. Eats tons of sweets but favors chocolate covered macadamia nuts.

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