Walking lost in this thing they call life. <br /> <br />Being pulled in different directions, <br /> By different people <br />wanting different things <br /> <br /> Some call me cold, <br />a walking corpse, <br />but those who... <br />have broken through, <br />the barrier around my heart.. <br />will say <br /> <br />I'm a energetic, loving person. <br /> <br /> You have to earn my trust.. <br />before you see the real me, <br />trust is not a thing I give to just any one. <br /> <br />Some say I'm cold, <br />but they don't know the real me.<br /><br />Kimberly Polk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walking-lost/
