You
I see parts of me dripping into her character
Each day she becomes more and more like me
Things I admire she admires now
Like you
And all the other things we did
My music is now hers
So are the conversations and moments we had
I have never regretted
Sharing myself more
And showing you all my insides
Free for you to share
Like I'm something common
A coin
Found on the streets
Of misery and sadness you have created
The frustration of taking pieces of me
And giving them away
It is not okay to take an identity
And give it to someone else
Just because she isn't me
- Author: Toby (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 29th, 2017 13:13
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 27
Comments1
Very good emotive write.
thank you
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