A poem about my enemies.
The world is evil.
The world is dark.
Its problems are dangerous,
Like the teeth of a shark.
Friends become enemies,
Teens become parents,
The rich become poor,
And the nice become mean.
Friends who have turned on me,
I don’t care for them at all.
One day I will be powerful,
And they will all fall.
Next year I’ll leave the school,
And they will not care.
When the school becomes stricter,
My new school will be fair.
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