Beauty depresses me,
knowing that it’s temporary.
Positivity requires too much energy.
And even if I were happy,
I wouldn’t admit it,
for that would be an insult
to those who are not,
and those who pretend to be.
Failed Visionary
Beauty depresses me,
knowing that it’s temporary.
Positivity requires too much energy.
And even if I were happy,
I wouldn’t admit it,
for that would be an insult
to those who are not,
and those who pretend to be.
Posted on February 12, 2019 at 8:21 pm in Hate Poems, Magnanimous Misanthropy, Negative Affirmations | RSS feed | Reply | Trackback URL
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