Him
Do you see him
I sure you don't
He stands to my right
He touches my hip
He isn't Verry nice
He wakes me up when I sleeping
His hands all over me
He threatened to take me
He will do verry bad things to me
I know it
But I can't tell you about them
Because you can't see him
People say I crazy
Because they can't see what I see
Maybe it's better this way
That they can’t see him
I know you can't ever see him
But don't worry he won't hurt you
He can only hurt me
He lives in my head
This poem is about:
Me
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