I have people fooled. They look at me; they see innocence, purity, and sweetness. They see a girl and think of me as someone I only wish I could be. I am nothing but a soul full of insecurity, worthlessness, and all things low beneath the world. Moments I smile, all fake. Pretending I am fine, when not. Who I am is not who I want to be. I need to be, I want to be, more. No need for an invisibility cloak, for I have already equipped one upon myself. I am my self’s worst nightmare.
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Megan Rose's Poetry
PoetryThis is my 1st poetry book. I hope you all enjoy my poetic writings. -Poet_Megan_Rose
