I know you don't understand
But when I see you
I see home
And you have to understand
I come from a past of hurt
Like dead bones
Beneath the dirt
You don't see it
But its there
But in your eyes
I see the sun and the rain
You make me happy
And happy is a word
That use to hurt me
But you don't love me like that
Flashbacks of the past
But its ok
Because now I get to call you
Brother
And I smile again
Thank you for being my friend
JG
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Behind The Mask
PoesíaTo me poetry should flow like water. Hiding Behind The Mask is a behind the scenes look at my life - raw and real.