<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464102" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Who is She?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who is this girl? <br>Behind the mirror looking back at me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do I know, could I get to know, <br>Do I want to know her? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She looks like me.<br>My eyes, nose, ears, mouth, <br>But she doesn’t smile and, <br>My smile spreads for miles. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know exactly what I want.<br>She could never know. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am outgoing and hardly shy.<br>She wishes she could be like that but, <br>Is afraid to step out of her comfort zone, <br>Thinking someone will laugh. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don’t care what others say. <br>She tends to care too much. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am open you can ask me anything.<br>She is withdrawn, withheld, and hiding something.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am a locked chest; you can tell me your darkest secrets, <br>And no one will ever know.<br>She is the one you can not trust, spilling out everything, <br>She is a girl without a filter. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am strong, and won’t let you down.<br>She is weak and wont rise to a challenge. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I strive forward through life.<br>While she is standing still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I ask myself once again, <br>Who is this person? <br>I don’t know. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I can see her mistakes, <br>Her triumphs and, <br>Where she has grown as a person.<br>And then fallen.<br>I know everything about her, <br>Still I don’t know her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She is like an old piece of bread, <br>Thrown away and forgotten about, <br>At the end of a long day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She is everything I don’t want to be.<br>Hopefully, one day, I won’t be her again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mrs.+Cynosure">Mrs. Cynosure</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464102" data-title="Who is She? de Mrs. Cynosure" data-description="Who is this girl? Behind the mirror looking back at me. Do I know, could I get to know, Do I want to know her? She looks like me. My eyes, nose, ears, mouth, But she doesn’t smile and, My smile spreads for miles. I know exactly what I w..."></div> </div> </div>

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