simply
I was simply
made
in fire
hand crafted
by the powers that be
by the power and hands that were meant to rock me
simply made
to be
a victim of my circumstances
simply made
to break the cycle
Fire and lead
and the shivering cold
hours and hours and hours alone
simply cold
I have learned to fear the cold
and the darkness it spreads
the truth it
brings
unlike my friends
who look like me
I know who is my true
enemy
This poem is about:
Me