The Beast

Wed, 08/17/2016 - 21:13 -- mmb_321

you ask me if I am okay

I tell you I do not know, I do not know, I do not know

but soon you stop asking

and I start realizing

that I do know, that I do know, that I do know

This poem is about: 
Me

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