I may seem like a wall,
But I can see, all that you say.
I may seem like a wall
But I hear, all that you do.
On the surface of my skin,
I harbour a smile, decorated with flowers.
But deep, deep inside of me.
I hide a heart made of stone,
Held in place with emotions.
I stand with granite,
With my head held up high.
Too proud to accept defeat,
Too weak to fight back.
I just stand here like a wall.
Accepting everything that people throw at me.
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3rd Annual Biggest Competition Ever - 2018
PoetryWelcome to the Poets Pub 3rd Annual Biggest Competition Ever. This year it will be an eight (8) week gauntlet style poetry competition, with a new poetry prompt every week and a winner announced each week. All winners will be eligible for our Poet...
