Readers
The words in my heart,
Poured out into my writing.
The words aching within,
Underneath my exterior, hiding.
I tell you my thoughts,
I reveal to you my secrets.
I allow you to read them all,
Supporters, haters, and hypocrites.
To show emotion to those I don’t know,
Do you not find that strange?
Or do you agree with me,
Finding me in the “sane” range?
I can’t even tell my family,
Yet I tell those I never even met.
“Yeah, that’s very odd,”
That’s what you’re thinking, I bet.
But, you know what,
I’m glad that you all read.
I show emotion through this,
It’s something that I really need.
Without my ‘poems’ and the readers,
I’m nothing at all.
So I guess I owe you thanks,
For catching me as I fall.
THANKS YOU ALL!
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