The Bad Poet
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by Michael Paul Fuller
Pain, so much pain
Pain you’ve missed ‘cause you ran away
Hurt so deep that you refused to understand
Then you said I didn’t mean to wound you
And you apologized for the thousandth time
Heartbroken and discouraged I go out into the world with a smile on my face
a smashed soul directing my body to do wrong
Oprah telling me to keep loving myself and to find my worth
But it’s harder than a one way conversation on a flat screen
So, I have sex, then a baby to give me worth
Pain, so much pain
CK
‘09