Don't Judge By The Cover.
M
Mahfooz Ali
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When people look at me I wonder what they see.
do they see the real me or the clothed me?
the clothed me represents my mind,
hoods and trackies means I want to be comfy and hide my
feelings.
nice and smart means I feel good and happy.
but when I am dressed in trackies, do they see a blum
or do they think I have come from the gym?
I have decided I don't care anymore,
isn't the saying don't judge by its cover?
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