Followers

Followers

A Poem by Tara♥Undefined♥

Look alike,

you steal away.

You take my world,

and end my day.

You take my friends and take my clothes.

I wonder if I'll ever break out.

Trapped behind a smile that isn't my own,

listening to voices

 that I never heard before.

Trapped inside my brain going crazy from the whispers.

They torture me till I can take no more.

Look alike,

me enemy,

who is it you'd really be,

if you were not taking over me,

and using my innocent smile.

© 2010 Tara♥Undefined♥


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i realy liked this one. it was very thorough at explaining what you ment. it would be better if it were just a little longer, but other than that, well done

Posted 14 Years Ago


WOW! I really like this one. Well done!

Posted 14 Years Ago



Yeah, being a follower isn't all that great, be as unique as you can. I loved the poem :]

Posted 14 Years Ago


love this one. i agree with mary. I do hate followers too. :|

Posted 14 Years Ago


Very nice try to find in yourself a purpose that no longer depends on the opinions of others

Posted 14 Years Ago


lllllllllllllloooooooooooooooooooooooooovvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Posted 14 Years Ago


lol thx Mar

Posted 14 Years Ago


i liked it, the first part was my favorite but all around this is one of my favorites of your work, i do hate followers and they are all around:)

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on March 22, 2010
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Tara♥Undefined♥
Tara♥Undefined♥

canton, OH



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