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Onion

Yes I am an onion; The more you peel away New layers grow in their place; I make many cry and they stop They can’t take the truth I exude; But it’s not just them suffering, Sometimes I do too; Finding out they don’t Have what it takes, And I continue as I am Alone yet not lonely; Independent yet not arrogant, Happy yet not lost in bliss; I learned to play hide and seek Since I was a kid; But I played all by myself, I hid more than me; I buried my true personality, Slowly it’s been peeking out; At least it has with you, So know; this is a steep Mountain I’m climbing And I’m always looking down Not afraid just aware, That you’re the only reason I look up at all…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/30/2012 8:05:00 PM
many layers, you say. love this.skat
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