"On the outside, I'm fierce.
On the inside, I'm vulnerable.
On the outside, I have it together.
On the inside, I'm scared.
On the outside, I'm bold.
On the inside, I'm quiet.
On the outside, I'm loud and expressive.
On the inside, I hold it all in.
On the outside, I'm sinful.
On the inside, I want to be free.
On the outside, I'm a rose with their thorns, sharp and stem leaning.
On the indside, I'm a garden full of daisies in a bed of white and gold with the aspect of thorns in every other row.
On the outside, I'm wild and daring.
On the inside, I'm completely innocent filled with curiosity and wonder, trying to find 'me'.....completly full of 'innocense'"
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(My poem as well)
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Poems About My So Called Life
Poetrypoems somewhat about me, how I am, And what I keep bottled up.
