upside down, backward, and inside out
read top to bottom and then bottom to top
upside down, backwards, and inside out
you happen to be able to read me
I’m a bad actress and
I can’t help that
my heart wants someone else
and I think
about how you never even cross my mind
empty promises ensue
but you let me continue my charade
with those knowing eyes
you see right through me
despite my efforts
my whole universe doesn’t revolve around you
although I smile and lie and claim
I want only you
standing beside me
I wish you weren’t here
because I could never say
I love only you
(Now read it bottom to top)
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Emma Sikes
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