I'm me and no one else. My poems are true and me nothing more or less.
I have no way to express myself because I don't say anything aloud. I keep to myself my feelings
I have never shared my poems so be sure to tell me what u think. these are my thoughts. They were never ment to be read.. but I give up and I need to keep track of them I guess.
you have been there for me
whether i wanted you or not
you mean everything to me
and i know it might not show
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I’m tearing in two
And I’m not sure what to do
My heart is screaming I love him
My mind saying I hate him
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My heart poring onto the page
I’m turning inside-out
On the outsides all people see
That’s what they think of me
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