You cannot conceive,
The emotions weaved in me.
Separated yet entwined.
All unconfined.
I am never me,
I am always she.
"Be yourself" they say.
But I am like a cabaret.
Full of other girls,
But none of them me.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 11:40 AM UTC
You cannot conceive,
The emotions weaved in me.
Separated yet entwined.
All unconfined.
I am never me,
I am always she.
"Be yourself" they say.
But I am like a cabaret.
Full of other girls,
But none of them me.
My submission poem.
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