If I could tell you guys things , you'd all hate me .
You talk around me in circles .
You think I can't hear .
That I'm just deaf to the world around me .
If I could speak of what I hear , you'd all be in trouble .
I could confront you with your past , tell you secrets you could never know .
I've never been one to speak .
It's not like you want to listen .
So next time , you speak around me , watch your words .
Because you never know when I'll decide to speak up .
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The Collection Of Poetry
الشعرNone rymeing poems that I just come up with . I don't know if they're even considered poems .
