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

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