Inconspicuous
Slithering, sliding , over the world,
Presence known, but trying to hide it.
Making itself invisible, but all the more visible,
Trying to find a place to fit.
Inconspicuous, trying to blend in.
Unseen to eyes just careless.
Trying to hide the odd within,
Trying to kill the beauty of un-uniformity.
No one knows his reality,
His true self oppressed,
His attempts strengthened
By the disapproval of is genius.
No one knows the true person,
Just the skin that covers his heart
The one everyone else is wearing,
He'll never be back, he's covered forever.
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The Autumn Tournament had me so nervous, that I wrote these poems the week before to use if possible.However, they weren't utilized, and here they are.
If you decide to read it, please rate it as well, and maybe leave a little comment?
Thanks :)
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was posted on Sep 30, 2009 by
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