Poetry

is a marvelous thing.

Today, I share a poem by my older sister, Krystal.

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~Looking In

You look in at me and see
 the girl,
Who lives inside the
 golden world,
But don't believe
Thats all there is to see,
You'll never know thee
 real me.

She smiles through a
 thousand tears.
And harbors adolescent
 fears.
She dreams of all that she
 can never be.
She wades in insecurity
and hides herself inside
 of me.

Don't say she takes it all
 for granted.
I'm well aware of all
 I have.
Don't think that I am
 disenchanted
Please understand,

It seems as though I've 
 always been
Somebody outside looking
 in
Well here I am for all
 of them to bleed.

But they can't take
 my heart from me
And the can't bring
 me to my knees
They'll never know the real me.

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It's so sad and good. My sister is the best though.
Krystal, thanks for understanding without ever knowing.