AnotherBrokenDoll Posted April 14, 2006 Share Posted April 14, 2006 Behind a fake face, Is not a smile to be seen, Its hard to see the base, Of this so called mean machine. Too much hurt over the years, These eyes have shead too many tears. This soul has been stolen, This heart has been broken, This life been shaken. Yet still i am here, Torn apart by all this fear. Dont you see the hurt you caused me, Why didnt you let me be? Did you have to steal my happiness? Did you have to take my joy? Did you have to treat me like a toy? I reflect on the pain, You left behind. Why were you so unkind? I thought if i could make you see, Then maybe you could fall for the real me! Yet instead of showing me love, You showed me life above. Gone was my pride, My time i will bide. Soon i'll let you see, The person i should be. One day i'll float down from heaven, And get my revenge. But until that day, I'll sit on this cloud of lace, And only show you my fake face. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
neva_black_n_white Posted April 14, 2006 Share Posted April 14, 2006 I really like it.. shows the gain of control. i like that. or atleast i sempt to think that. its a fab poem.. and i can deffinitley see bits where ive experienced the same. . . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AnotherBrokenDoll Posted April 18, 2006 Author Share Posted April 18, 2006 Than heaps! I dont think i did that well but i guess it relexs but i felt at that time so thats always good! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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