It moves like me,
It's always here.
No matter where I am,
It's somewhere near.
Sometimes it's still,
And sometimes it's not.
It watches me sleep,
Careful not to get caught.
It stays under my bed,
Must be comfy down there.
It keeps it nice and quiet,
But sometimes it gets mad and pulls my hair.
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A Poems Essence
PoetryA series of random poems written throughout most of my middle/ high school years. Most are depressing but don't worry, I'm a happy person with a happy life! Enjoy!
