Hiding - Poem by Genia ELA
My world is full of people,
People acting like something they’re not.
But I have been me al along,
No one cares about me.
But if something happened to you,
The world would die, .
I wouldn’t matter I’m just a nobody.
I don’t hide,
I’m not afraid of myself.
I have one question,
Why are you?
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