I wrote this poem when I was in the 6th grade. This poem is dedicated to a guy I know, but I'm not going to bore you with a 6th grade 'dramatic' story! Anyway, I hope you guys like the poem. Thanks for reading! :)
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Every day, so many things are left unsaid.
What would it be like, to always know the truth?
For me, it'd be painful; to have my secrets read.
But secrets are practically breathed with today's youth.
Memories make me wince when they flicker through my mind.
I remember times when I should have just kept quiet.
Times when I actually lost what I meant to find.
And even in the present, secrets in my mind cause a riot.
It's odd how when I realize things, it's much too late.
Please forgive me if I seem ignorant, I'm just insecure.
I wouldn't blame you if you didn't, but I so badly wish you'd wait.
Honestly, I've just had enough of being unsure.
Perfection is what I require.
Towards myself, I'm filled with hostility.
I fear what I'll do if the situation's dire.
You see, I'm my own worst enemy.
Is this another time where my heart has misled me?
If it is, then kindly disregard this.
I guess I'm blinded by what I cannot see.
More often than not, I drown in my fake bliss.
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