I C.Y.L.E

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I C.Y.L.E

Yea I’m the friend you guys are always excited to see,

But truly am I, or is it just the thought that I’m easily to hurt,

Due to my ways of forgiveness and the way I am, nice!

 

I come to school, looked at which such gratitude

I see smiles, I get hugs, I get my named yelled out, CHARLES!

Must feel great to be seen and loved

 

When you all don’t know me, you take advantage, and I am only human

Yes I have feelings. My heart is the one who feels. Yes I get jealous, sensitive, and even mad

Just like everyone else, but yet you all don’t see that.  Blinded

 

Always trying to get your way and do what you do, but me I have no comment

It kills me to be nice the whole time, especially when those who are the closest to you do whatever it takes to hurt you and constantly do it, why?

Let me be I

 

Once I do say something out of spite

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Irritated

Disgusted

Wounded, all things you can feel

 

I am like you

A friend with feelings

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Comments

charlessaenz

Felt awesome to get me feelings out there, especially for those who will listen and read and understand the way it can be behind the curtains. Thank you

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