Day turns to night,
shadows and shapes cloud my sight.
I wish that I could be strong,
strong enough to belong.
In a world, that doesn't know my name,
everyone is just all the same.
Smiling and laughing,
it's all perfect acting.
I can't compete,
I won't cheat.
To be a part.
I'd much rather fix my damaged heart.
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Inside My Head -Short poems
PoetryCome, fellow readers, and writers. Take a seat, pour a cup of your favorite drink, sit back, relax and delve deep into the corners of this poetry collection. Including; Sonnets, Couplets, free verse and short, this book will have a variety to choose...
