A Different Person Poem by Kay Bell
A Different Person
a memory of something good
fading away in my head
draining all thats left of me
makig me feel dead
thoughts i cannot control
wishes that never come true
secrets i keep locked away
stuff YOU never knew
im different than you think
there are things i dont say
i keep them to myself
save it for another day
waiting for the right time
to finally let you see
the person i really am
the person i'd rather be
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5/13/2024 5:35:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
idk how but that's cute in a way but i like this