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Never Knowing

Room full of friends,
All there till the end,
Yet still I feel so alone,
Staying unknown.
I hide the truth
Behind a mask,
So no one knows about the past,
Or sees the real me.
My life is like a joke;
only, it’s not funny.
I usually try to rhyme
But that’s just sometimes.
Now I’m just filling the lines,
But, why all the lies?
Because I have to hide the truth,
I don’t like to complain,
I just hide the pain,
Or is it the shame?
No one will ever know.
Not even me.
We’re all just more players
In the game called life.



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The Guru said...
Sept. 22, 2009 at 9:23 am:
At 17, young lady, you have done very well. You express the feelings of most of humanity, if they dared to express at all. Job well done!
 
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keigs2010 said...
Sept. 21, 2009 at 3:30 pm:
it scarryyy how much this sounds like a poem i wrote for portfilio last week.. aha love it girl!
 
Anie!! replied...
Sept. 22, 2009 at 11:14 am :
thank you...
 
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