Why do people criticize, when they don't even know me?
I can't express myself freely, without going through a gusty wind full of debris with hate, sadness, depression; with no sight to see
I try to express how I feel, but they don't foresee
Am I loosing my sanity?
My heart plummets, sinking, deep, down, under the sea
I want to guarantee, with the look of free in my eyes that maybe someone will understand me
I constantly think that I'll be stuck, maybe even for eternity
Hoping for the day when someone doesn't disagree
And then and only then I can begin to be happy
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Author:
Klaire Drumm (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My personality is a lot more in depth, then people realize. It may scare them, but that's not an accuse to be treated poorly.
- Category: Fantasy
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People are scared that they may reveal their own inconsistencies with people they meet so go on the 'blame game' as a form of defence. True people will take time to understand and you will find that on this site there are many who WILL understand.
Good write and I agree with you so happiness is yours.
Great poem
Well written and expressed
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