Poem by: pan12
I walk in front of you
Looking to the ground, not to the road
I know that I'm such a terrible mess
Not only for you but also to everyone else
I know I'm not the person you expected me to be
But what? Is that your problem?
Of course not!
Tick tock tick tock
Every second feels like a dead aim
I look up
And there you are
Looking at me with your sharp eyes
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