They just don't understand.
They can't see the world through my eyes, my eyes.
I see things differently.
Differently, I say.
They do not understand the way I see.
I see the person that's been there for me all this time
Sometimes I know I could be blind.
But as I said before they don't see what I see
And what I see is me.
I can see in color,
I can see in black and white.
They will never understand that I sometimes want to see the light.
People call me weird.
People call me ugly,
But all I see is me.
They could say all they want,
They can say whatever they want
But one thing they will never see,
Is the real, broken, me.
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Poetry and Quotes
PoetryThis is just some poems then I will write everyone once and while. All the poems in this are mine unless said otherwise. Don't hate just because you don't like them. This is my writing, so, don't like? To bad, I didn't make these poems to impress pe...
