I am EMBARRASSED for you, and the person you are not.
I cannot help but to LAUGH at your desire to be accepted.
I am APPALLED by your lack of competence and communication.
I sense that you are a WEAK person, only to be made weaker.
I smirk at your PSYCHOTIC thoughts.
I know you are DESTINED for greatness yet trapped by insecurities.
Maybe I like you. Maybe I like you because you are a living example.
© 2010 April Michelle
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem