I Was Not.

I was a sheep set to be skinned.

Comment if you don't know what that means. I will assume you do.


I was not a duck, I was not hung by my legs, I was not made to die, I was not made to speak, not made to show hurt, I was to create it. I will never die. I will never be toothless, I will never back up and let myself fall to the floor. I am the creator. The creator of my mind, I did not plan life. I did not foresee my past.

Wayy better than the last poem lol comment with what you think:D

If I went anymore I would fear quickcise like a rowdy mouse, hahaha.
Acchbellon Acchbellon
18-21, M
Dec 8, 2012