Not What You Say

I am not what you say I am!

The bane

Existence unworthy...

Function unneeded...

Purposeless, worthless...

You throw your sickness upon me!

But I have not faltered entirely

I’m sick of this world

But sicker of your proximity

Leave me alone

Go now, turn to stone

I hope darkness binds you

You leave

I will stay

Either way

I am not what you say I am!


This poem is about: 
Our world


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