Color the embers.
Amber
The girl I live by
The girl I claim to be
But am not
No.
I'm not perfect
I have my flaws
Lots of them
My secrets
You don't know me
You don't know my past, my life, my home
You don't know my thoughts, my actions, my words
Amber is the outside me
The girl I show to the world
But me?
Inner me?
I'm hidden
I honestly don't know what this even is... I guess you could say its a poem, but its really just who I am. I let people see a part of my personality I gave her a name in this poem (amber) but I hide how I feel, my thoughts, my life, and my past.
Paris8543, vrouw, 26 jaar
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