Perception, My DearA Poem by alyssakaye
Your words, they mean nothing.
It's your actions that scream the truth. Self-control, trust, love; It's all a matter of perception, and my eyes are a little too teary to see clearly. My mind's a little too cloudy to think straight. My walls were built so high no one could hear me screaming on the other side. But you dismantled them, one brick at a time, until I finally let you in. So let's keep this game going, my dear. It's cheap entertainment. What's your next move? I'm feeling pretty confident, and a lot like rebuilding. © 2013 alyssakaye |
StatsAuthoralyssakayeWIAbout21 year old college student from WI studying graphic design & photography. Small town girl with dreams bigger than these empty crosswalks and back roads. I spill my heart to put order to my racing tho.. more..Writing
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