Why do you look at me like I'm a terrible person?
Now my sadness starts to worsen.
Why do you look at me like you can't stand me,
Did I do something wrong? Why can't I see?
Why when you see me does your smile fade,
Would you like me to cut myself with my blade?
I need answers, and I need you to give me a chance.
Please look at me with one last glance.
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PoetryCHANGE is about my life experiences. I don't know if it will be poems or random thoughts but I know it all comes from within my heart. I hope you enjoy it and maybe learn some things along the way. Thanks for reading!
