Maggots

This is old... sorry if it offends...
Maggots
I'm not really pretty...
Not very smart...
In all their games I wish to take part...
My only skills I have had dulled...
All I ever want to draw is skulls...
My wrists I have cut...
They call me a stupid slut...
My life's not important...
I can already tell...
I will be the one to go to hell...
For all I've done, I've gained not a thing...
For in hell demons will laugh & sing...
While dancing on my boby, poking me with sticks...
I will have grown so sick...
Feeding me worms day after day...
For when I'm gone there will be no time for play...
So listen to what I say...
It's never okay...
To just give up and quit....
For then you will think, "WHAT A DIMWITT!"

By nicole cuevas
Published: 11/20/2008
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