Casandra Vice


Nature


You don't see the pain,
But then again you was never looking,
Letting me drown,
Yet you say I'm to blame.

You was not to give me nature,
But to take care of my nature til I could,
Now that I can,
You still don't see me,
Yet I'm tapped under your wing.

I'll be free,
You'll see,
This nature is my own,
You'll see me live my nature to the best and full ability,
I'll be free soon enough,
You'll see.

Submitted: Friday, October 25, 2013
Edited: Saturday, October 26, 2013

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  • Wahab Abdul (11/4/2013 2:53:00 AM)

    love the poem, and you know, you are a popular poet from india among other five...congratulations..Aw (Report) Reply

  • marvin brato (10/28/2013 9:00:00 AM)

    Being ourselves is best nature of self....pretending what we are not destroys this personality! (Report) Reply

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