It's not about living,
learning from life's game.
It's not about watching,
then taking the right path.
It's not about cherishing,
and saving all the tears.
It's not about honesty,
and how we play our cards.
It's all about appearances
and not about attitude.
But you think I'm just a child,
who hides behind the big brown doors.
You say I never smile,
that I never look up, into your eyes.
I'm not blind to all the whispers,
I'm not weak enough to be wounded.
I'm not a shield to all your thoughts,
I'm not a sword to all your retorts.
I'm not as heartless as you say I am,
I'm not as cold as you think I am.
Just say it to my face,
don't hide behind your petty words.
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Comments
beautiful, I love the emotion; the hate and hurt.
The use of negatives is effective,
I love it... yet another great piece *fav
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Satan has been the best friend the [Christian] Church has ever had, as it has kept it in business all these years.LaVey
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"You gotta remember that the accent is part of the package
exactly!
so if you take the accent
you have to take the dweeb too!
which is not cool x.x"
~Cynthia
"I missed you. Did you miss me?"
"Haha. No."
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