I am a coin, with two sides.
I am a head;
A face everyone wants to see.
One they recognize, they enjoy,
They find worth in.
A side willing to pick up and examine.
I am a tail;
Unlucky, unappealing,
Not ever paid attention to.
The worst half, the half that
Nobody sees, nobody acknowledges.
But still the same amount of worth.
One person, two sides.
All worth it.
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Captive In Wonderland
PoesíaStill heart, Loud mind. Poems from the boy turning into the Mad Hatter.
