LaTisha Parkinson

Rookie (23/12/94 d/m/y / a hospital)

Deceotion Of Self - Poem by LaTisha Parkinson

our eyes lie to us every day
because what we see
isn't what is there.
what we see,
is what we want.
our brain lies to us as well,
what we know
isn't what we think.
what we know
is what we want.
if they can lie to us
then so can our hearts.
what if what we feel
isn't what is there
because what we feel
is what we want?
if what we feel
is what we want;
then when we feel love
it isn't real
just something we feel
because it's what we want

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 23, 2010

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