Stains Can't Always Be Washed AwayA Poem by XxxModifyTheMassesxxX
Days like this I come to realize
Peoples' s**t I've come to sympathize with great misconception. What about me? Setting myself aside for others then putting weight on my shoulders, Is this how I want to live as an empathy holder? Not saying that I don't care, But some are just open to share Their problems like everyone can be trusted. Then again I am encrusted in fear. Like my actions my words are few, But soon they'll mean most to you. When I whisper the hurt I've been through. Anxious mortals quick to reveal details on inner concern. I am dead cause it's quick to learn, That the more you tell the more your weakness enhances. They'll use it against you in the slightest of chances. Days like this I come to realize Peoples' s**t I've come to sympathize with great misconception. What about me? Setting myself aside for others then putting weight on my shoulders, Is this how I want to live as an empathy holder? Not saying that I don't care, But some are just open to share Their problems like everyone can be trusted. Then again I am encrusted in fear. Like my actions my words are few, But soon they'll mean most to you. When I whisper the hurt I've been through. © 2012 XxxModifyTheMassesxxXAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 18, 2012 Last Updated on July 18, 2012 AuthorXxxModifyTheMassesxxXNecropolis, UTAboutSimply trapped and finding my purpose here. My writing is my life and that's about it. You can't judge someone till you meet them. One's opinion shouldn't matter as long as you hold on to what's true .. more..Writing
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