looking into this empty hope
groaning into a very deep hole
Inside of me
I feel something breaking
Neither do i know about it
Neither do i feel any clue
Do i deserve it?
To be happy with a virtue
Sometimes my soul shakes more
Than i am willing to bear
Sometimes my heart promises more
Than i am willing to swear
I hid the truth
I hid the pain
I hid the scar
To make me look alive
I am not an angel
I am not an evil
So do i deserve it?
To be free without a fail
Because i am only a human
Because i am only a girl
Because i am only a little,
dirty dirt among those sparkling diamonds
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Sort of Feelings
Poetry"sometimes our feelings are just too loud to be heard, and a poem might just be a perfect reflection of what we really feel."
