Where I StandA Poem by PiikapokaI stand inside a box because this is who i am if i ever step outside i might forget where i once stood its hard to stay myself inside this box of mine when everyone outside looks so much more devine this box is made of glass alowing me to see everything i pass making it hard for me to believe i dont have to be the sam as everyone i see. © 2009 Piikapoka |
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Added on September 13, 2009 |