The more I watched myself
I started to realize something
When I ask who am I
There is no answer
I have no identity
Nothing to call me
Other than the story that is told
By my poetry
It's my only identity
Cause I write it when I'm alone
Though what dose it really say
Not really much at all
Other than I'm kind
And I trully care about people
Especially a certain one
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My Book of Poetry ChH
PoetryThis is just what the title says alot if not all of it will be free verse meaning it won't rhyme or follow any sort of pattern This is Chapter H This Chapter is complete
