Monster
when i am with friends
and i smile
and laugh i
always stop
because i am reminded
by a hateful stare
that i am not a Person
and can't be
happy.
i have lost that privilege
ever since i
became Possessed.
i am reminded
that i cannot
experience happiness
again
because i stole it
from so many
and never gave it back.
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if you read a poem of mine please leave constructive criticism, one of my haikus got 25 reads and it wasn't even a haiku(middle line had 8 syllables not 7) wattpad: divinetea
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