I feel like they dont realize,
how it makes me feel.
I wait for their eception,
But it never makes a difference.
Do they even ever pay attention
To the way it makes me feel?
Can they se the tears in my eyes
Or do they even care?
I look at all the happy faces
Of those who are loved
And then I se my face in the mirror
And wonder
Am I all that different?
1 comment:
I like it, your good at writing poetry :-)
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