Bound By Insults

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Blue eyes and auburn hair.

Does anybody really care?

Do they see who I am with no filter on?

Most of them don't and can't see that it's wrong.

I have a gentle nature and a passionate mind.

I wish they could see that and stop being so blind.

I feel so alone so I keep my head down.

My face wears a smile but my heart wears a frown.

The insults may not last forever but the sting remains.

They cut to the core and they bind me like chains.

 

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AJay

This is an awesome poem. I hope you feel better. :)

xoxoamandaxoxo

I took this inspiration from how I used to feel. Thank you for the well wishes though. I'm so much better now!

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