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This is me Laid out before you Exposed Naked Nothing to shield me from your eyes What do you see Who am I to you Do you see the holes in me Can you see the missing pieces I am not what you see I am not who you think I am I am many things you’ll never know I hide behind kind eyes And friendly smile They shield me from your judgments I am sensitive I quietly absorb the critiques And harsh words I feel your glares They cut me deep I weep silently for missing parts of me That no one will ever know about I wander the woods in solitude Wondering why who I am bothers you Why do you care that I write That I love Who I give my love to Do you care that my heart is broken Lost love Kept secret Why does my daily routine bother you I am normal To me You should be more like me Is what I think Inside my head Move like me Think like me eat like me live like me I am me I am normal To me Not to you Do you see my tears fall On these quite walks As I put down tobacco And say my prayer Hoping that somehow My words find the creator And he gets them where they need to be I am not a big dumb animal I am not a beast of burden I am not hard and unfeeling I am me A free thinker Scared to voice his thoughts Actions scream louder Than anything you can say I’ve shown myself to one To that one soul Where did it get me Damaged Destroyed Wrecked Judged Judged by you You’ll never quite understand Because you’ll always see what you see And I’ll always be me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 10/26/2019 4:52:00 PM
Hello Jacob Jones, Welcome to Poetry Soup. Have a nice evening my friend.
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Date: 5/15/2019 11:57:00 AM
Hello Jacob Jones, so nice to meet you. Well spoken words for someone that does not see you for who you really are. Have a nice day my friend.
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Date: 4/10/2019 3:45:00 PM
Awesome poem, Jacob. A FAVE for me.
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