you can see me clearly
the way my hair falls
the color of my eyes
how I carry myself atop my feet
You have this sight
but you don't see all
can you see into my brain
and read my emotions
can you see into my past
and figure out the reasons
to this your are blind
no matter how wide your eyes are open
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Author:
Sugar Suicide (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: faced some judgment from someone who didnt even know the bear minimum on me. It doesn't bother me much because he could never see all.
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