I'm placed into a mold the second I'm born
I am forced to follow what's right
But what is right?
Something us humans have created
I have always been scared of looking into the eyes of others
For fear of the judgement
Of the pain I will feel
It hurts me
It stabs me in my most vulnerable places
Why can't they just let me be?
From what I do to what I say
It is always thought through
Changed
Altered
For others
To protect myself
But
What about my true self?
Does that not exist?
Well it never be shown to the world?
Maybe it never will
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A combo of poems
RandomSome relatable poems and some random silly ones. They all have random themes, some are based on books and others are more based on thoughts. Please enjoy!
