Easy Read
So you think you know me
The mystery of my mind
The reason I confess so hesitantly
The equation of my kind
And you think you know this
After one late night conversation
Apparently my insistance is easy to dimiss
You've discovered this after little contemplation
You breeze through my pages
Since I'm such an easy read
You check me out and return me with easy exchanges
As if I'm some useless need
You like the fact I'm rather see-through
My vunerability seems to make you feel in control
But you're blind to my distain for you
A plot in which you'll never have a role
poem by Aria Siren
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