Knowing Poem by Sapphire Gordon
Knowing
I hate not knowing.
What's going to happen?
Who are my friends?
Will everything change?
I hate not knowing.
Why are they whispering?
How did they know that?
Is the truth out?
Maybe I'm being paranoid.
But what if your not?
Are you missing the bigger picture?
Should you be focussing more?
I guess I'll have to leave fate to its own accord.
Or do I?
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