The Corners Fruitless WoesA Poem by Cruz Niq
We look down on creativity and two of a kind
We criticize, berate and whine Who do you think you are? The whimsical manic fairy girl at the bar Here to whisk my troubles away? "No actually I wanted to say" You're not that special That's just something you're taught "Ow wow, never had that thought Sarcasm, do you know her?" Lovely little thing with a chip on her shoulder Passive, aggressive, with a sting Formed by a pull on the heart strings I never considered harps to be so god awful Until these wasted chronicles
© 2015 Cruz NiqAuthor's Note
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