The Like’s of Me
I feel like I’m up on display
Open for the world to see
Cut wide open
All my secrets open
To the eyes of those who pass by
I have no place to hide
Not even the depths of my
Heart and soul are safe
From probing wandering eyes
Nor is a blank page safe
For it shall become covered
In my thoughts, my hopeful prayers
Than it shall be easier to read
Than what’s written in flesh
I stand upon this scaffold
With no place to hide
Above the jeering crowd
Cut open for all to see
I peer into a sea
Of familiar faces
And not even one
Will spare a drop of kindness
In the eyes that probe me
Only darkness, in this sea
Of familiar faces
Not a drop of compassion
For the likes of me.
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College graduate and Advanced Emergency Medical Technician.
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