I have never been this disappointed
I have never been this wicked
I never thought of breaking the rule
I never thought of finding a hole.
Everybody seems to see me
As good as an angel can be
But just by their stare
They'll never know that I'm a great pretender.
I already broke the rule
And here I am trying to find a hole
For me to escape this world so cruel
And will be back again for bwing whole.
I'm shattered.
I'm disappointed.
With this self being showered
With love, but still a cold-blooded.
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Living In Patterns (random poems)
PoetryShe isn't a real poet, but she loves writing poems. She isn't great, but at least good. She isn't the happiest, but at least she's happy. She loves to express her thoughts in a poem. She's dreaming that maybe someday, things will fall into reality a...
