The Painted FaceA Poem by BrynnaW.
I am somebody,
Somebody that is influence by what I see, What you do I do, Everything you do rubs off on me. You made me the way I am. If you say I'm a brat, the same goes for you. Say I'm a jerk... Well, you get it. We are not that different, You and I. We share similarities in our personalities. The same molded heart, The same thoughts and feelings. You created me, Painted me. You painted this face on me, And then, somehow, the paint started to layer, The several feelings and attitudes, continued to grow and crust on my skin. I changed constantly and so did you. Now, you push me away, Leaving me with this terrible painted face that you created.
© 2011 BrynnaW.Author's Note
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15 Reviews Added on July 27, 2011 Last Updated on August 1, 2011 AuthorBrynnaW.My New Home, ORAboutMy name is Brynna Wynne Wiley. Aka: BrynnaW. I'm supposed to tell all about myself right here but... I've done that before. Now, it's just about the writing. more..Writing
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