A writer they call me
my mind always in thought
yet I hold my feelings in
my dreams never caught
A silent one they say
my words to myself
yet i wish to speak
wanting this day by day
But they've got the story wrong
I am not a writer
And I am not the quiet one
I'm just a person here
trying to be strong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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