Are My Thuoghts My Own? Poem by Kimara Young

Are My Thuoghts My Own?



I write what I think
I think what I feel
I feel what I know
But is what I know real?
Though I bare a judgement
It's not mine to start with
And though easily given
It's harder to part with.
There must be some difference
Between your truth and your lies
But I wouldn't know this
when seeing through your eyes.

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