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Anonymous J Apr 2015
No one ever notices my eyes.
They aren't green like the tides,
or a blue reflection of the sky.

They are dark hills of chocolate,
surrounded by tan skin.
My dark hair surrounds me
traps me,
I am locked in.

My soul is bright
full of laughter and spirit.
I scream so loud,
but no one can hear it.

I hide behind my brown eyes
The perfect cover, the best disguise.
Anonymous J Mar 2015
The lights are still blinking
Why haven't they changed?

The world has sprung forward,
But the lights remain the same.

Weeks go by
The sun rises faster

But the lights remain blinking,
yellow, yellow, yellow.
Anonymous J Mar 2015
Pretty girls tell petty lies
just to keep others on the outside.

They don't know who's listening,
they're too cool to care.
No one would confront them,
no one would dare.

— The End —