Poems from poetwhodidn'tknowit
Win, win, win, all the time, Never mediocre, that won’t do.
Be the best, if you’re not, then try harder.
Perfection is a choke hold,...
I am a sticker strapped to a chest, telling all, revealing nothing.
My clothes speak too, dictating my location, my hat says that I...
Sister is a willow. Bending, bowing to the thoughts and refuge of the forest.
An original? May-be. But the sapling is still meek, and is...
Come in, enjoy your stay. Walk all over me,
I won’t utter a peep.
Violate me,
Place your foot straight into my gut,
sinking in, the...
Bruised, unripe; I lay, weeping, imperfect and alone, the toy missing wheels.
An unattained dream, fantasy, and hope, still sealed with...