my world....
In my mind
the roses are red
and violets are blue
but when you look at me
please don’t judge
because you don’t know
what I’ve been through….
When you meet me
I’m a fun loving
self-proclaimed lame
enjoys people’s happiness and games
soaking up the attention given
from my poetic acclaim….
But when you look further than the surface
and notice i may be a little bit broken
you would realize
my real eyes
look past and see through
the real lies
given to me
Long-
Long ago…
because that’s when i realized
i was alone
and on my
own…
so my world is split
between
being righteous or a shame,
your happiness or my pain,
or picking both and living with
flowers
and
flames….
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