Christina J. Williams
Jerk - Poem by Christina J. Williams
He is such a jerk.
From his fake smile down to his cool shoes.
He is a jerk.
Judging everything and really trying to act like he is kind.
I wonder how many times he puts his shield up so he doesn't get hurt.
If only he knew that being a jerk will slowly cause the pain to go through his shield
Creating holes in his heart,
But if he could only know first that he has been creating holes in others.
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