We all know that you mean a lot to me
But what do I mean to you?
You're ashamed of me
So why should I believe what you say
Why should I believe that I'm perfect
Or smart
Or a freak
Lame
Have the most annoying laugh
An easy target
A great best friend
How am I supposed to believe this when it all comes from
You?
YOU ARE READING
The life of the invisible
PoetryLooking deep into the life of the unknown the ones who hide it all. The ones who live in pain. Who have nobody until their knight shows up, and they finally feel real again.
