Too nice
In a world rampant with evil, a saint should stay in their hiding place or turn into a beast.
I knew I was doomed on the day they deemed me 'nice'. They put me high up on a pedestal, they sang praise.
Nice?
It’s not nice when everything I do and say must be perfect, when all I want is to tell the truth, but the truth might make you cry; so I bite my tongue, I call myself dishonest.
Why don’t you see?! It’s not nice when I neglect myself to help you! You don't notice! You're self absorbed!
I'm a fool, for thinking I owe you something. So call me a fool.
Don't call me 'nice'. Don’t call me nice then take me for granted. Don’t call me nice then laugh behind me. I hate when you do that.
You call me nice, meaning weak. I’m I really weak for caring? You don’t understand the strength it takes to remain warm and soft in a place where we can easily become cold and hardened inside. You’re weak.
The feeling of being responsible for you, it weighs me down. Don’t call me nice!
Call me nice because I warmed you up then you left me cold. Now I shiver, as I wait for you, and I know you'll never come.
It always ends this way for me. The villain walks away with a smirk, I’m on the floor in tears. This isn’t a movie, so don’t be waiting for a happy ending because it never came. So please tell me the price of being nice!
About the Creator
Eugenie
Hello, my name is Eugenie. I’m currently living in the UK. Art and writing has always interested me, so I’m taking a gap year to focus on my career in art and writing. I would appreciate your support!
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