A New Woman

A world full of us and them

When all this trash has been and gone.
It always has a way of returning to our beautiful world.
Does it all have to be war this and war that.
I have fought too much trash in my life with these horrible people.
Sadists who have this pleasure in seeing us in the dumps.
I have had too many agony lumps.
The whole time been coming out in clumps.
When it finally goes away when all the madness came and went....
That was when i was truly so happy.
No backbiting or hurt arms, no cuts or bruises and aches in my legs, my face not a single eye purple and black in a huge lump of red.
No heart ache or using friends, no more abuse or harsh times, depression melted and fading as the time passes with pleasure.
Then after all that joy the trash comes back.
Just see this world as never changing never ending.
Do not get your hopes up if your truly sincere and nice like me.
There is a world full of people like you and the bullying tantrums.
One day you'll either meet one like yourself or you will bump into one of them.
Never know who your gonna meet in life.
Just ignore the dreams and fantasies i know someday in my heart i believe in my soul.
The world can change for better or for worse.


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