I have always tried to be -
To keep it real for me,
There's nothing more than I could do,
But not try to be you
I'm surely not what meets your eyes,
My words have kept my guise,
And what's mine is not yours to own,
You're not fit for my throne
For you might've screamed the loudest dear,
That all odds may do hear,
But this, darling's what you should know,
That I - the voice; you - but an echo.
YOU ARE READING
Paper & Ink |#Wattys2016|
Poesie"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)
