I see the tummy on me.
No, you need not describe.
I see myself in mirror.
You don't have to be my eyes.
I see my chubby cheeks.
No , you don't need to pull.
I can feel my face on me.
You don't have to be rude and cruel.
I see my oversized thighs.
No, you don't need to pat on it.
I know since I can walk.
You can't sit on it I'm not mattress.
I see I fill the space.
You don't need to shift and show.
I exist to on the earth plain.
This is where I too grow.
I can see myself.
You don't need to be my eye.
I can feel myself.
You are not needed to define.
No I'm not some animal.
You refer me as.
No that's not how you recognize.
I'm more than the picture you see.
You don't know.
Since you didn't ever came and dive.
No I'm not the shape you say.
I'm the imagination in my head.
I'm the power you can't hold on.
I'm nothing as what you have said.
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Monster.in.me (Every Feeling In Me. #1)
Poetry*POETRY BOOK* MONSTER IN ME. All the evil I see was Hidden in me. ******** *PLOT* Monster in me is not a person buried in you. But it's ourself. It's us. It's me. It's you. We see something. We feel something. And I just write that feelings in p...
