Plagiarizer
By: Bleached Roses

Note: Written about a plagiarizer..maybe you know her. Anyway, this isn't too serious..just bored and kinda annoyed.. this isn't supposed to be my best.

Many hours are wasted every day and night,
Searching for what she desires in other people,
Just so her Mommy will say yes when she asks,
"Hey Mommy, can I write?"

So pathetic and a waste of good life,
Upon this Earth, she's nothing but a pollutant,
Only capable of causing the gods an annoying strife.

In the darkness she hides with comfort foods in toe,
Devouring away, in vain to easing her morbid hunger.
So suicidal and so pitiful, your life just sucks, doesn't it?
All the tears you said you've cried, we'll never know!

Many hours are wasted every day and night,
Searching for what she desires in other people,
Just so her Mommy will say yes when she asks,
"Hey Mommy, can I write?"

So pathetic and a waste of good life,
Upon this Earth, she's nothing but a pollutant,
Only capable of causing the gods an annoying strife.

So go on ahead, pull out your knife,
Rip apart your skin and bleed across your suicide note.
The moment you die is the moment we laugh,
At the fact that you took your own life.
Mean, is it not, that we despise your soul so much,
So much, in fact, not even with a ten-foot pole we could touch.

(unless it's to beat you to bloody pulp..)