No Answers

by Katt Baker   Apr 10, 2007


I ask these questions everynight,
asked straight to the one with will and might.

Why does my family hurt so much?
and why do I miss my mother's touch?

No answers come to the questions asked,
not until I remove the mask.

The mask that sheilds me from this world,
a world which won't accept this girl.

But perhaps I hold the answers within my soul,
perhaps it is my secret never told.

-I want to add more, so it may be edited later on. Rate this and my other work if you like.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Nikki

    Again another good poem, you write so well. 5/5

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