By The Way - Poem by Miranda Lucas
I saw a puddle and thought of you.
All of your routinely shallow views.
How you say the world's unfair.
All the undesirable qualities of your hair.
The things you despise.
With you nothing is prized.
You live your life with no thoughts of others pain.
It's all about you and it's all in vain.
Cry all you want but life is no merciful master.
If you give up, the days won't go by faster.
So I hope you see, what you've done to me.
And I hope it shows, while you stay stunted, I will grow.
I will not submit to fact, and give into what I lack.
I will let you make your rant, but here I will stand.
There are power in words, but only ones which are heard.
If you must silence the truth then do, but it will not benefit you.
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