What's Wrong With You Poem by Abby Sze

You said you hate it,
The evilness makes you sick,
Bringing here some sort of bad luck.

You suggest throwing it away,
Like it is worthless,
Cheap as nothing and dirty as everything.
Strongly, I heard What you've shouted.

If you don't understand now,
You won't understand for whole life:
The value hide behind,
Secret as personal and common as universal.
You still don't get it,
And I feel fucking tired to explain.

How do you explain your heart
To people who have none.
Their sense,
Dark as hell and rigid as granite,
Why born with this logic,
Get No idea.

Feeling very tired, my brain
filled with frustration and sucked with weak.
But then I remember,
'Don't argue with crazy '

That's gonna save me lots of energy!