Not Worth Your WordsA Poem by Kiara
You make fun of my words,
You make fun of my poem, You make fun of my art. What is your problem? I said something sweet But you made it hate. I wrote something sad And you could not relate. Your mouth is full of lies And I don't even care why. I just wish that I Could make you hurt and cry. You say things, And believe me, dear, They hurt. Good thing I know what I'm really worth. Thank god I can see myself Through my eyes and not yours. Maybe you can't see, But I'm worth much, much more.
© 2012 Kiara |
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Added on February 15, 2012Last Updated on February 15, 2012 |

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