You call me,
all friendly
pretending like I'm your bestie
but when I turn we're enemies
Look, that's easy
you talk to me
beause I'm priceless
try to sell yourself brightly
but not everything shining
has to be lucky
Click on the screen
you'll never cross it
and if you keep trying
you're an ignorant lamarckist
You run in circles,
like a cat chasing its tail
without result,
You still thinking we take
the same way?
Worships always fail
that's what they say
but listen quietly
mind deaf,
better a worthless cult
than a whole ignorant population
Next time you open your mouth
give a relevance to the crowd.
...
With love,
MyriiamBatl.
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𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋
PoetryWe both know happiness is a butterfly, what about a colourful butterfly between lines? I want to make your day a little more happy. Recopilation of original poems.
