What am I Fighting for

by Noa Peralta

September 30, 2019

It’s always a constant battlefield

Not knowing what’s right from wrong

You say one thing

But mean the other

I take hold of your hand

Soft on touch

My mind escapes and wanders

How can I love something

That never shows their

True colors

You say one thing

But mean the other

I picture myself

With you in my arms

I am I just fool

To believe

That maybe one day

you will realize that

I am the one for you

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🌼𝕙𝕩𝕟𝕖𝕪𝕓𝕖𝕖.🐝Sep 30, 2019

<p>I love this!  It's so true, fallling in love with someone who isn't who you think they are.  Ideas are sometimes moe attractive than real people.  Great job!  :)</p>