They claim that sacrifices have to be made
For the Greater Good
That the little things that make me happy
But don’t really “matter”
To the Greater Good
Are merely distractions
Like light, refraction
Bent like Harvey Dent
2 Hell: We R sent…
What?
what.
N
The Butt
Sorry, “and”
Says therapy
Who rapes me
Daily
Like ceili.
Whatever
whatever…
I don’t remember
Where I was going
Let Me re-read this
“Poem”
…
Oh, yeah
“the little things that make me happy”
Need to be sacrificed
…
How foolish they feel
when.
They realize
They R oh~so tiny
From my perspective…
♡Sugar☆World☮ 