You think that you know me,
blinded by my brand of shine,
wine,
but you can't possibly see
past this murky surface of mine.
Warm embrace;
a friendly smile
and admiration.
I stand in the shadows here,
against the wall, watching,
listening.
Of all the voices I can hear,
none are mine speaking.
Warm reply;
a friendly mask
and emotionless.
For all my perfection, mere
human I remain, flawed.
hollowed.
I smile and swallow a tear
as my mind numbs, cold.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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oO coolness I'm a gemini! great poem, I know what it's like to feel like the side of you you show to the world isn't the real you.
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thank you.
Oh, I'm a Gemini, too! Sorry, I totally didn't see that you wrote that you were for a few seconds... lol.
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