People think we dance,people think we happens if we are notwho they expect us to be?

to throw down the mask, might not make us might imprison us what if they do not see.

The beauty of difference, all melted to run the , i ask?Why don't we cry?

Aww. I like friendship poems, and this in certainly one of the good ones.

Merry Meet. I don't know what its in response to but I really love your use of meter in this poem, it works so well. The subject matter, too, is so profound. Keep writing, poetess; Blessed Be!