Ask MeA Poem by December BlaizeYou wear that short dress, in the hallway They whisper, murmur, walk quickly past-- You disgust them, But not me, no, I know that's not you. So who is it, Krissie, who's behind the mask? The drugs don't work, honey, Everybody knows it and they'll tell you If you ask. You light that match, in the classroom They whisper, murmur, look quickly away-- You scare them, But not me, no, I know I'm not you. So who am I, Krissie, standing in your fire? Those marks mean one thing; crazy, Everybody thinks it and they'll tell me If I ask. You wipe those tears away, in the bathroom They whisper, murmur, stab quickly through-- You disgrace them, But not me, no, I know the real you. So where is she, Krissie, locked away inside? Your want to break out, be free, I see it and I'll help you If you ask. © 2013 December Blaize |
StatsAuthorDecember BlaizeNCAboutI've been pretty much inactive for a while now. If you're reading this, thank you for your time, and I hope you enjoy my writing, but just know that I have no plans to post anything new at the moment.. more..Writing
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