Emotionless
When you look at me
I bet you don't see
My pain, hate and loss
Because I keep it in a vase.
Hidden away from the world
I know that it is unheard of
But it works for me.
I wish I was who I wanted to be,
But all people do is hate,
Once in a while
I wish I could smile,
Maybe sadness is my fate.
Now I'll bet you'll never guess
Why people call me emotionless.
Copyright © Natalie Sands | Year Posted 2010
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