My Shepard

MY SHEPARD BAA BAA BLACK SHEEP WHERE WILL YOU GO, YOU'VE BEEN CAST AWAY BY EVERYONE YOU KNOW, YOU TRIED TO SHOW THEM WHO YOU REALLY WERE BUT IT WAS EASIER FOR THEM TO LABEL YOU DISTURBED. WHENEVER YOU SHOWED LOVE THEY DROVE YOU FAR AWAY YOUR HEART BECAME A WAR ZONE IN THE WICKED GAMES THEY PLAY YOU HID ALL YOUR SCARS BENEATH A PHONY SMILE THE LOVE YOU THOUGHT WOULD LAST ONLY LASTED A LITTLE AWHILE NOW YOUR SITTING ALL ALONE THE SHADES BLOCK OUT THE LIGHT NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW HOW YOU CRY ALONE AT NIGHT YOU SCREAM OUT TO GOD ABOVE TO COME AND EASE YOUR PAIN HE HEARS THE BLACK SHEEP CRYING AND CRADLES HIM AGAIN

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Paddi March

Date: 12/11/2013 11:04:00 PM

This is very distressing, it feels as if you were angry when you wrote this one. It feels like you were lost. I hope this is all fiction. A silly minor point but a mistake that sttod out for me was your spelling of shepherd. I am not very clever about reading poetry so perhaps there is a reason for this spelling that I don't understand. If the black sheep is real I hope that it all feels well now.