I'm a fuck up walking for ever
Towards your destruction and my own.
Its just to hard to be
What you think I should be.
Maybe your pills can fix me,
Just like they "fix" you.
Who knows...
Maybe then I will be
This perfectly tamed replica of
Innocence and naivety you've always wanted.
Maybe then,
I will once more lay back
And watch all the feet
Working their way over me.
Author notes
Im pretty much ranting.
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Constructive criticism plz
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i love the way you word the entire poem.... it's very powerful and says so much!


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the only critique I have for you is to maybe switch the words 'tamed and perfect' because I think it would flow better as 'this perfect tamed replica' other than that, don't change any thing, its great.


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Thanks. I just changed it. It certainly does flow better.
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