It is all a lie
Here is a poem I composed:They need not dangle dreams on a silver thread,
Just close enough to turn their head.
A golden prize, a whispered vow,
The carrot hangs bright and bold,
Will remain a treasure they will hold.
But they do not know that I am too smart to crave it,
So that they can watch me strain, while they enjoy it.
I will walk a path they will never know,
Where truth, strength and kindness grows.
That sick twisted game,
Will be left behind, while they have no shame.
anonymous Other August 16, 2025 at 4:16 pm 0 0
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Susan 4 hours ago
while I belt out a poem when in rage.
Susan 4 hours ago