Plucking petals They love me They're kind to me They care too much They love me not They don't know my wrongs All of my broken pieces They wouldn't be as kind They shouldn't be kind They shouldn't No one should talk to me They love me People like my writing They think I'm cute People enjoy when I'm nice They dont mind my quirks They love me not Why wouldn't they? It's surface level Kindness is weakness Kind trolls are culled Weak don't survive Easy targets No one is truly kind They love me They love me not They love me They love me not- One last petal Even it's a liar #writing #poetry #violence