HIDING
The darkness, my friend
I'm not happy we've met again
The sun has shone so bright
But that once great light,
Has become dim tonight
An ocean of tears
From my terrible fears
Trust is gone
All from
You.
I once wondered
"What if"
Now I know.
I'll just hide
Behind a book
Be that perfect little girl again
Pretend
Pretend
Pretend
They call me dark
They call me emo
It's not true though
I hide in the dark
Away from them
The people I once had called
Friends
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The Aden Grey Poetry Contest
PoetrySo Aden, for those who didn't know him, loved poetry. He was the one to get me into it. The first poem I ever wrote was for him, about him. This is something I meant to do a while ago but I kept avoiding painful memories. This is a poetry contest of...
