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by toastyboy Jun 6, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I am not invisible. At least, not part of me. They see the part they see, And yet they never see me. They can’t see my Mind, my Thoughts, my Words, my Heart, my Soul… All they see is me. Not me waiting to unfold
by ROSiE POSiE
I can really relate 2 ur poem its a good poem tho..