"Almost Hollow"
I may not be perfect;
I may not be free,
But do not be fooled
With what you see.I never get mad;
I just get sad
With every disappointment
I had.It's not you; it's me,
But it can be the other way around,
That most of the time,
I fall on the ground...I show a sweet picture,
The opposite of what I hide;
Trust is something I believe is
A lie.Maybe you don't know,
Maybe you don't see,
That little is left
Of what's inside of me.I may not be perfect;
I may not be free,
But do not be fooled
With what you see.(c) WhiteSecrets715 2014.
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Blurred Dreams
PoetryMy second poem collection. Mostly about my different outlooks in life. A poem collection about my feelings towards other people.