No one

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 29, 2017

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No one has ever heard my voice.

That was stolen long ago.

No one has seen my face.

Only my mask.

People will never see what i see.

I read people so easily.

Their patterns tell tales of their life.

But no one ever tried to read me.

Isolation is my name.

Hidden is my game.

My emotions are locked away.

So no one will ever see them.

Stone face and faking.

I am fearful but i do not show it.

I am protective of my friends but I will never let them protect me.


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