• Why do we choose
    to be around the people that
    hate us?
    Or do we not
    have a choice?
    Are the choices of senile adults
    to be accepted into our hearts
    so easily?

    NO!

    I refuse to be drawn
    by someone else!
    Today is my dawn
    and I write my own
    personality.
    This twisted life,
    Your reality,
    Is poorly made,
    with too many open ends.

    Let me hold the pen,
    with which you write down
    all the events of my life.