Im crying inside for my friend Yet write beautiful with paper and pen Am I of one or two or three Sometimes not sure of Who I be The fear of letting you see me Doesnβt allow me to be free Some day I hope I Of how I feel And I can show and be me for real
Written by E.M.Rushton August 16 th 2018
So many times Iβm scared to let people know just how I feel so I pretend to be what they want of me..