Supposed to be different
This time
I was being honest and was beginning to feel fine
Telling the truth
You listened
I was asking for understanding
Thought I had it
But I didn't
It was the same as always
No different this time
About Me
Costa Rica
I love it here.
1 comments:
I like this poem, Lolo!
It wasn't any different this time around, but at least you were honest with your words.
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