If Only

August 7, 2008
By Ashley Sheridan, Freehold, NJ

If only you knew,
How many times I've bled,
The lies I've told
Countless times,
This skin's been shed.
Once the pen's to the paper,
It can't be erased
Only blotched
Or smeared
But,oh, what a waste.
If only you knew,
The emotions being poured out
The ink that stains this paper
Forms the words
I can't say out loud.

The author's comments:
What inspired me to write this piece was the fact that in real life I csn be really shy and withdrawn. Sometimes, it's easier to express my emotions on paper.

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