Saturday 10 August 2013

The One You Hate

The things you see inside of me are never really there,
The things despised, or criticised, belong to you, not me.
You cannot see my heart or soul, nor why I do the things I do,
You look at me through soiled eyes,
The one you hate,
Is you.









bobby stevenson 2013
photo www.terrysdiary.com



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