Posted in Poetry

Intrapersonal Disadvantage

INTRAPERSONAL DISADVANTAGE

I sit alone

Stop looking at me

broken off from society

Seemingly sad

But inside I'm content

Leave me alone, I'll give my consent

Cast off like a rag doll

Unwanted, unseen

Filled with thoughts of the obscene

Now, not seemingly

I'm crying inside

Maybe, sometimes, I should abide

What's up, my dudes?

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