ciarah oglivie

The Truth

you say that i break everyone heart
but u don't kown the truth
about me
you don't kown
who i am
the truth about me
is different
then anybody eles
i hate when people say that i don't care
people need to see the real me
the truth
hurts but i had to be honest.....
why can't u see that
i like u
U think that i don't care...
i hate when people
just see me like that girl that DOES NOT CARE.....
THE TRUTH! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Poem Edited: Thursday, November 19, 2009

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  • Kranthi Pothineni (11/10/2009 9:54:00 AM)

    The mother of all knowledge is the knowledge of self. So if you know the truth of your self then stop worrying about the rest.

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