I have to go back, let them see my face,
I wish I could retaliate, I wish I could escapeI have to show up, see them again,
Though I wish I could leave, mark this the endI have to return, change how they see,
Make them feel different about meStart at square one, make it all new,
Show them the colours that are trueI have to show up, make an entry,
Prove them I'm better, than what they feelI know I'm not worth it, I know they can't stand,
Having me in the same room and giving a helping handI know they despise me even though they don't know,
Who I really am and what I can showThey only know the side that takes toll when they're around,
But I can't explain that, in my image I have drownedI'm not who I say I am, who I pretend to be,
But this time I'll show up and I'll be completely me.~V
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Whisper of Silence |✓
PoetryTrapped. Surrounded on all sides by an overpowering barrier visible only to you. A barrier consisting of your thoughts, your dreams, your hopes, separating you from the rest of the world. Thoughts struggling to escape, the memories vivid in your he...