A poem.
Don’t tell me
You know what I am
inside.
Don’t whisper to me
You know what I feel with each beat
of my heart.
How could you,
when I don’t even know
myself?
You prattle prettily
But I see through.
All you are
is the me
I pretend
to be.
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