For years
I've hid who I am
To the world
In hopes of
"Fixing myself".
For years
I've repressed my feelings
Shoving them back
Into the dark recesses
That is my mind.
For years
I've stood by just watching
As the truth lurks
In the shadows
Staring me down.
For years
I've told myself
All I was doing was
Fishing for attention
Instead of being honest.
For years
I've hated who I was
Who I am
But I'm not hiding
Any longer.
For years
I've only lied.
YOU ARE READING
K47 Poetry Book
PoetryJust.. All of my poems. Put into one place where I can share them without typing them up constantly. Please don't copy any of these, as I worked hard on them. Thank you. Note: If there is a writing where the title has asterisks (*) around it, READ A...
