Poem By Joseph gillerlain

I make my life
like you make your bed
every morning I pull up this cover to hide who I am
but when the night comes I let the covers fall
Its time I show the all
I can stand tall
I know my flaws
will cut like claws
but I cant keep this life in a ball
So listen to me
And ill tell you who I am

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