The world of imagination.
Are like people of there own.
We'r we have Flesh and blood.
For them is paper an ink.All paper dose is follow on what people want.
Just repeating what it's told.
Some times paper is misunderstood for what it says.
But no one knows paper is just doing its job
Repeating what it's told to do.
All it is influenced.
Everyone Judges from the outside.
Without looking within.
All we do is follow the crowd.
Because that's what we'r made to do.
Some are leaders
But they also need followers to.
But some times
It's not so easy to follow.
When we'r misunderstood.
People think they know you.
When really they don't.
Hiding your feelings is not all bad.
There your feelings and belong to you.
And you only.
Sorry for not updating recently. Hope you like my latest poems...or not 😈 okay bye.
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PoetryThis is poetry I wrote, because it's fun to right..some nice some a little dark