Im starting to wonder
If you could know anything
Any little thought or action
Just by looking at someone
Would we look at anyone
The same
Everyone has something to hide
And somethings they just
Don't feel like telling
There's so much
Good and bad
About us and about others
We know so much
But tell so little
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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
