Why am I not the one that you see
Why am I not the one to fill you with glee
My heart has morphed into a flower
Yet I feel I still have no power
Please see me for me
Or keep pressing the blade of unrequited feeling
And leave me to bleed
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Midnight Fruits
PoetryA Collection of Poems on Love, Longing, & Loss written on my journey through pain, nostalgia and love. "but all times my thoughts are filled with stories of other kodas."
XIV: Her
Why am I not the one that you see
Why am I not the one to fill you with glee
My heart has morphed into a flower
Yet I feel I still have no power
Please see me for me
Or keep pressing the blade of unrequited feeling
And leave me to bleed