he finds himself trapped.
all he sees is
what people want to
see in him..
the self he wants to be so bad.
he wants the love
the honesty
the life
the truth
of that other self..
the hot summer days
spent at the pool,
with friends that like him.
he wishes for the days
where he'll be
confident about
his looks,
mind,
wisdom,
ways of life,
arguments,
his words,
but mostly..
he
wants
to
find
himself..
-s.h.-
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The Moon, The Stars, You.
PoetryThis is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coi...
