Duo
He was my way of coping
A wall I'd put up
To see who would jump over
And who would give up
Someone else had come before
And made it near the journey's end
However they fell short, leaving scars
Sealing me behind this "friend"
You all climbed over him
To make it to me
Though the climb was hard
You tried persistently
You saw me not a mask
You saw my true face
You actually know who I really am
Not a facade, just afraid
This poem is about:
Me
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: