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by Tessa Jul 26, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
They think they now me they don't know me at all I'm learning to put up my own wall They think it's a game that I'm playing But really its becoming my own way They make themselves believe the lies so they can ignore my cries I keep asking why all they do is sigh While all this time passes them by