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You Don't Know.
Is there something wrong with me?
Why do I feel this way?
Is there something that I just don't see?
Why don't you ever say "hi" to me?
I wish I could go on pretending.
Like this isn't draining me.
I wish I could stitch myself up.
So no one would know, they'd never know
The real me.
nothing wrong to you frfind shana... you are right ... like this poem and read more then three time and enjoyed alot...soo good is this..love the following stanza of this short and sweet poem
I wish I could go on pretending.
Like this isn't draining me.
I wish I could stitch myself up.
So no one would know, they'd never know
The real me.
really a good and heart touching poem...