I am the mistery that no one could resolve.
The one that stays in the shadow apart where it can't be see.
The ones that you most like and make you go crazy like no one had ever did before.
I am the nightmare that brings you up in the midle of the night.
The one that spind in your head trying to be resolve but you don't find a answer at all.
Beenig called wierd for beeing different to the society at this times.
What can i do if i can't get near to you?
You can call me toxic, you can call me danger, you can call me of many ways.
I'm locked and loaded, focused of what I came here for.
I'm don't need to be understand. i'm like a retoric question that don't needs to be answer.
The answers that you can't see are the ones that i may have
The ones that you don't hear in those voices that you shut up in your mind.
The things that you don't ask or know are the one that really hurt me inside.
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Beyond The Scenes; Poems
PoetryI tried, I waited, I'm done, Love faded. Your messages Filling my head And my phone I like you You don't You like me I don't And here goes again the same old story of love.
