The Inside Poem by Kenya GreEN eYeS Mallett

Im blessed yet cursed
Words are reversed
Replaced and embraced by
those with no face
erased from them and spaced.
I pray as taught had ought to be brought up the right way, earnings, rewards with courtesy are bought and forgot.

Confused and used
True and untrue love above
I fly a dove, shoved to be a hand to fit a glove.
A head with thougt brought to my attention dimensions of suspensions relisted
and afflicted she went ablistic.
Obviously she strayed, layed, prayed and stayed gay.
Played with what she thought was toy a asset only to destroy and unemploy hyer transfiguration as a blessing to herself
Whoelse is the best
Better than her she surely thought no one
But someone was
She never pays any attention on where she goes
Bad attitude
mad
true sky
Going through what can be looked at as hell.