A nobodyA Poem by Cosmic kid
Sitting on the train
You keep your bright red lips sealed tight, as quiet as a mouse Your deep black eyeliner surrounding the sapphires in your eyes You look so sophisticated with your short blonde hair You blend in with the rest while gripping your Starbucks cup. Nobody knows you Who you are Where you came from I guess that's why you roam around the city It's where you can be whoever you want to be Because to everybody else you're just a person.
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