Reality
I could pretend I liked my dreams
They were only nightmares
Waking up was worse
Words of Hate and Despair
They judge you for the look on your face, skin color, sexuality
Reality is just as bad
I don't like it
Anything
Dreams of death and people who make fun of me
Dreams of pain and lonliness
Its all bad
I could pretend I liked my dreams
They were only nightmares
Waking up was worse
This poem is about:
Me
Our world