} pigsty {
} poetry {
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©2002 egf
} king of the hill {
the hardest of battles
that are ever fought
will always be with one's self
I look in the mirror
I despise who looks back at me
I glare and clench my teeth
why don't you like me?
I ask the reflection
and it asks the same
why don't I like you?
I never thought about that
why can't I like you after all?
why do I think such horrible thoughts?
I can't do the things I think of
I hate myself for thinking them
I'm tired of playing king of the hill
climbing my way up out of this sadness
just to be knocked to the bottom again