Be candid. Be concise … Don't avert your gaze .
Acknowledge the world before your eyes.
See it as I saw it day after day till I finally lost my mind.
This world is rotten. That I even turned blind.
Telling anecdotes to all those fools feeling hollow day after day.
To be candid I was dieing a little inside every day.
This world is rotten. Is their no alternative.
I must comply to the rules but that book compelled me to cleans the world.
This rotten world will go through a drastic change.
This world is rotten and those who are making it rot deserve to die.
That I shall be God.
My teacher thinks I'm trying to kill her because of my poems not my fault all of them became about sadness, miss understandgs ,and killing .Right?