People tell me
"Hate is such a strong word."
Why is it that it exists,
Then?
It is a word because
It means something,
Right?
To be used,
And for a good reason.
If you really dislike something,
Why not use the word "hate"?
Why do we have to be so
Careful
In everything we choose
To say
And do?
Why are our movements
And thoughts
Tracked so carefully and closely,
Waiting for one wrong moment?
Waiting
For us to mess up,
And be disciplined
Before our side of the story
Is spoken.
Just once,
I wish for freedom.
To be able to speak whatever I please,
However I want to elaborate,
However I choose to use my words,
Without a shadow hovering over me,
Waiting for just one wrong move.
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Poems That Fixed The McDonald's Ice Cream Machine
PoetryHere is a compilation of the poems I've written. some are deep, some are happy, some are whatever you want them to be. ✨ongoing!✨🌻