I used to be yours
And you used to be mine
And sometimes I feel
Like I need to be fine.
Because if I'm not
Then I will cry
And then I'll hear
Everyone begin to sigh.
So I put on a smile
I force out a laugh
I don't bring attention
And act like another dot on a graph.
Cause I'm nothing more
Then a number to the world
And I'll be remember not of
How I would become unfurled.
So I keep silent.
And I keep the act up.
I act strong when I'm not.
And I know I'm no small pup.
I'm not a case to be rescued.
I'm not a person in need of help.
And I don't want to be.
So I keep in my yelp.
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She Was
Poetry2nd Collection in the She series. A collection of poems following similar themes to collection of poems titled "She Says". These poems will follow a theme more closely following dealing with past traumas, inner strength, forgiveness, and being who...
