Behind My Eyes 

Tired of faking a smile,

I won’t let you see my eyes

that show the pain of lifetimes ago,

how they affect me today.

I don’t care if people understand,

even if I have a few close friends

that’s all I need, is those who love me

For me,

and don’t attempt to change or discard

the parts of me that matter most.

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  1. Rohan says:

    Nice poem. And beautiful picture, I think you look like Adele!

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    1. woundstofeel says:

      Thank you! I love Adele… Dressed up like her for Halloween 😉

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      1. Rohan says:

        Did people ask for your autograph? 😛 They probably wondered why ‘Adele’ wasn’t wearing a halloween costume!

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      2. woundstofeel says:

        Ha! Unfortunately I didn’t go all out… It was one of those “who are you dressed up as?” Things where I said “Adele”, and then responded with “Ah!”

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      3. Rohan says:

        haha! She has a powerful voice. It’s rare that a singer can actually sing these days..

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      4. woundstofeel says:

        Yeah and I love her music overall.

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