Times like these are hard
They break you down and hurt you beyond words
They tear you apart
And then the people who caused your pain and misery expect you to be ok
They seem to think that it is childish to be hurting
To be sad
Yet little do they realize that we can't help but hurt
Little do they realize it is not our fault, its not our choice
But we feel because of that
That we must hide behind a smile
And pretend that everything is ok
Little do they know that doing that breaks us down even more
It tears us to pieces
Because we learn to hide so well
That no one ever knows if we are hurt
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The Poetry Book
PoetryThis is a book full of my own poetry. Some are dark, some are light, some even about love. Please vote and enjoy!!
