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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Rohan says:

March 20, 2015 at 8:12 pm

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

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1. woundstofeel says:
  
  March 20, 2015 at 8:13 pm
  
  Thank you! I love Adele… Dressed up like her for Halloween 😉
  
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  1. Rohan says:
    
    March 20, 2015 at 8:14 pm
    
    Did people ask for your autograph? 😛 They probably wondered why ‘Adele’ wasn’t wearing a halloween costume!
    
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  2. woundstofeel says:
    
    March 20, 2015 at 8:20 pm
    
    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:
    
    March 20, 2015 at 8:25 pm
    
    haha! She has a powerful voice. It’s rare that a singer can actually sing these days..
    
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  4. woundstofeel says:
    
    March 20, 2015 at 8:33 pm
    
    Yeah and I love her music overall.
    
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