I may be blonde,
but I am not nieve.
You can't hide from me.
Secrets do not prevail.
Nothing will work,
I'm not like her,
I do know when shit is up.
I just wish you could give me credit.
The honesty not to hide behind lies,
lies which will only become unearthed,
to make things worse than before...
Nothing I can do will stop you,
Am I to just let it continue on,
like I am a blind idiot?
or create confrontation?
Until then I stand in a puddle of disgust....
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Lot of thinking went into this. I felt your pain. Hope that things will be better. Hand in there. This write was good. Great job. Can you give me feedback on my poem Love of my life.
