Messed Up Poem by The Queen's Dagger

Messed Up



In a world where to succeed,
you must first fail yourself,
it's easy to see
why no one's falling shy.

'Me?
Who is that? '
You lost Me long ago,
but you gained acceptance.

You gained pieces of paper
that 'can get you anywhere',
just don't share.

Am I the only one
who thinks this is messed up?

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