The poet who couldn't be figured out.
Whose feelings were a roller coaster of many self doubts.She thought she possibly found a way,
for her to be something more than what they say.She effortlessly wrote line after line.
Pouring her heart out every time.She thought she'd found a way to fix the broken.
To freely say what she's never spoken.Sometimes she'd cover up the true meaning.
Hidden clues to keep them guessing.She'd write about the someone she let in.
How much she'd grown to care for him.Now like always the poet stands to learn another lesson. She's left with feelings she never wanted and so many unanswered questions.
I'm Forever
complicated
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PoetryPoetry.. For the broken, misguided, mistreated, abused & sometimes ...in the mood.