Life, what should life be? I've been keeping a mask on,
Making sure I'm not too kind, nor too rude.
That's a disadvantage, I just push people away pretty fast on
In my life. I should be myself without fakeness on, like a nude.
Too scared to show my true self,
What if they won't like the real me?
Like colourful books on a shelf
I hide between pages freely.
YOU ARE READING
end of love
PoetryBook of poems mostly about heartbreak and love. To my exes, without you this book wouldn't have happened. Thank you for the love and the heartbreak.
