You don't know me,
and you never will.
No one knows,
how deserted I feel.
I'm always there,
to wipe your tears.
To hold you close,
chase all your fears.
I know all your problems,
but no one knows mine.
So maybe I'm happy,
or good at pretending to be fine.
So if I care for everyone,
who will care for me?
Cause right now,
no one is setting me free.
Free of pain,
free of sadness.
Oh why won't anyone,
take me out of this madness?
I never shed tears,
but I feel like crying.
My outside looks fine,
but inside I'm dying.
I'm a closed book,
and you will never discover,
who I am,
you're too scared to open the cover.
So you don't know me,
and you never will.
I just wish someone knew,
how deserted I feel.
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to ishgirl, i commented on the following poets:
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Written September 11th, 2005
A contest entry
- Emotion Overload #2 by ishgirl.
650 points, ended October 18, 2005, 6 entries
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very very good piece you have written here
Your first and last stanza should rhyme a bit more but i loved it GREAT JOB
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i love it michelle. it actually explains a lot and helps me c how u feel sometimes. as a friend, of course, i will try to help as much as i can. well, i'm here for ya!
christel
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