I try.
For who?
Well you.
Why?
Why not?
I love you.
I see the pain,
Present in your eyes.
A gift wrapped tightly
Only opened by me.
Slowly the paper
Rips
Wrinkles.
Showing the inside of this elegant gift.
Obviously it's different
Once opened
It's darker.
Just as I expected it to be,
But then again it's only for me,
So I lookup.
A smile in my eyes
True
Unwavering.
Thank you.
For you,
A gift I give.
What you might ask?
My
Acceptance
Of
All
Of
You.
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This poem is about someone really special and close to me. Will they ever see and read it? I hope not.
If you have someone that you can relate this poem to please comment who and why because I love stories.
Hope you enjoyed
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I'm A Sad Kid
Poetryi'm a sad kid. your a sad kid. maybe we're all more similar than you had believed, maybe we're all just sad kids. ~ ~ ~ •if you have any comments or ideas on how I could further create pllllleasssse tell me•
