I do not like what I am becomingA Poem by messytessa
I do not like what
I am becoming of the fog of the fields I lie in secrets waiting to be told gathering dust No I do not like what I am So bitter hearted Always trying, trying so hard to be what I can Never be. © 2013 messytessa |
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Added on September 28, 2013 Last Updated on September 28, 2013 AuthormessytessaCanadaAboutAverage girl. Chronic Illness. Tea. Traveling. Small towns and big cities. Poetry. more..Writing
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