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This is the poetry of  Timothy Why do poetry When It brings out the woe in me You can see I am happy, you can see me But this happiness… this me, is something that I can't even see My emotions deceive you and  especially me The problem is I am not me, but I am just a shadow of who I am suppose to be And when I dwell on this it puts me in a place where I should never be This place that is like a tomb It's dark.. It's heavy.. I get consumed But then BOOM what is this.. I can see I figure out who I am suppose to be And then out flows the poetry of Timothy