"Bich"

im spoiled rotten

i need to get what i want when i want

What is "no"?

something i never hear

i keep my hearing selective

and my heart stubborn

i wear shades in the day

glasses at night

Im afraid of rejection

im dislexic and a sociopath

i bought my friends using the petty cash

I am torture

to them i am torment

i hope you're dissipointed

something i do not feel

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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