I wonder what you see,
when you look right me.
Do you see who I really am?
Or just what I pretend to be.
When you look into my eyes,
do you see my real face?
Or you only see your mistake,
for being involve with me in the first place.
Are we really friends?
Or all of this you're only pretend.
Do you value it?
Or is this to you not even worth a cent.
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I wrote this poem two years ago. Tell me how you guys think about it. Thanks!
