Okay, I know this probably bites, but here it is; an original by me. Yep, this might be horribly punctuated, but it's a very old poem.
Within me
Look at me I laugh, I cheer, I smile
But you can't see inside
Inside I'm tired, I'm wary
I'm watching the skies
I'm waiting,
I'm wondering
When does it end?
When can I rest?
Is this all there is?
Maybe you might can see I'm hesitant
But do you know why?
Within me I hide
All my fears, all my shame
wrapped up inside a smile for the outside
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2 comments:
that was a lovely poem.... very poignent... I certainly can relate to that..
Thanks.
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