The Truth About MeA Poem by Daniel Whitaker
Week after week,
You still won't speak. You won't even laugh or cry, As you walk on by. You lock in your emotions, You fake perfection. You won't let anyone in, How can you expect to win? These are the words I say, Right before the next day. These words I speak, I speak when I look into the mirror. I see the monster, I see the freak. What do you see in me?
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3 Reviews Added on February 17, 2015 Last Updated on February 17, 2015 AuthorDaniel WhitakerTXAboutHere I am once again. I was with you, But now gone. Hidden from sight, Always there. Just no one cares to notice. more..Writing
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