Miss Judged Poem by Cynthia Gomez
Miss Judged
I think your mine.
I think you love me.
But in my mind,
it is the only place I can see.
You hide things from me.
And i don't know why.
I just want to see,
the reason why.
I think you want others,
from the way you act.
But I choose not to bother,
that fact.
I think these things,
cause you won't tell me.
And it brins meto tears,
that you may not trust me
in thought of eli 9-16-10
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