Earth's junkyard
people see, what they want to see
not me
not a scratchless car,
as I, along with all else,
have scratches everywhere
This poem is about:
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem:
people see, what they want to see
not me
not a scratchless car,
as I, along with all else,
have scratches everywhere
Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741