2-22-19
I see you in her,
The joker on her stage,
Feining control for her act,
Fueling her void from the others energies.
Dead eyes stare back,
For there's no one to pretend for,
Her true self showing,
Staring into the endlesness of self doubt.
All the expectations gine wrong,
The plans and dreams,
One by one others getting the blame,
You where never Enough for that kinda impact right.
Copyright © Ash Motes | Year Posted 2019
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