Free verse · Poetry

convicted of vanity

Nobody cares until you’re dead.
No one knows better than you.

they’re all the same
and nothing will change

they’re all the same
and nothing will change

they’re all the same
but still not the same

living is what makes you die

never good enough and always impressing the wrong people
but nothing is ever good enough. not me.

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