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Jan 2016
me.
I scream to be me
Believe me I do
You can't hear me because you don't see what I do.
I scream to be me.

I try to show you
Yet you don't see.

My scars bled speaking to you
But,all you did was cross over
Now having them marked for you.

There's a queue in my mind of a question of whys
But all fail to answer me why.

I scream to be me
Yet you did not see me for me.
Annette Michael
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Annette Michael  India
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