Not What You Say
I am not what you say I am!
The bane
Existence unworthy...
Function unneeded...
Purposeless, worthless...
You throw your sickness upon me!
But I have not faltered entirely
I’m sick of this world
But sicker of your proximity
Leave me alone
Go now, turn to stone
I hope darkness binds you
You leave
I will stay
Either way
I am not what you say I am!
This poem is about:
Me
Our world