YOU HIDE BEHIND MY SHADOWS
EXPECT ME TO BAIL YOU OUT OF TROUBLE
YOU SLEEP WHEN ITS COMPLETE SILENCE
AND CREEP WHEN NO ONE IS WATCHING
YOU CREATE NOTHING BUT, CHAOS
AND LEAVE ME TO CLEAN UP YOUR MESS
I'D BE DOING GOOD IF YOU WASN'T AROUND
I'D BE SUCCESSFUL IF YOU WASN'T AROUND
I'D BE LOVED IF YOU WASN'T AROUND
BUT, I CAN'T JUDGE YOU AT ALL
BECAUSE, WHEN I LOOK INTO THE MIRROR
YOU ARE MY REFLECTION
WHICH MAKES ME MY OWN ENEMY
Nice!! Keep
Nice!! Keep writing.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Hell yeah we are our own
Hell yeah we are our own worst enemies. I love this poem. It reminds me of me.
Robyn Deters