The poems show the real me
My dreams
Who I am
And who I wanna be.
My heart is weak
And I usually don’t feel meak.
I like people who treat me right
I forget about those that don’t.
I’m my own person,
The beauty is within me.
I’m confused t time
And usually don’t understand,
Even about myself.
My good-byes are lies.
And these are some things about me
Things that make me unique.
I may not know who I am
But at least I know where I stand.
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Hope for the hopeless. Poem collection
PoetryJust a collection of poems I've written so far :) It's just stuff that comes to me and what sounds good (so that means that most of these are NOT towards ANYONE specific). -Take chances-
