Poem: The Pain Some People Face Everyday

Pure Writing
I'm tired of your games.

I know they are lame.

You think I'm a kid.

Or, somebody you can bid.

I had enough.

And, I'm going to act tough.

My head is straight now.

I feel more alive now.

I like myself.

And, I like to be alone.

And, focused too.

I guess this poem is dedicated.

To all the people who like to play games.

And, think fame comes along with it.

But, just forget the fame, or it!

FIN

Published by Pure Writing

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