I would just like to preface this post by saying that I very rarely write poetry...it's not a form I can breathe in. However, the first few lines of this were stuck in my head, so I let it write itself. Love it or hate it, it's up to you. I'm not even sure how I feel about it yet; I'm oscillating between extremes. ~A
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Don’t ask
Because I don’t know
And if I did
I probably wouldn’t tell you
Honesty isn’t a fair trade
When all I hear are lies
You look at me
And I feel myself
Falling once again
As much as I say I’m fine
