People are like broken mirrors
They never see others clear
They piece together what they see
And make it their reality
They never look for the real truth
And truth they find, they put on mute
What they say doesn't reflect you,
It is just what they have construed
From their broken reality
All it is is brutality
They call you ugly, but they're false
Your beauty fills all through the halls
If they say 넌 못 생겼어
Just know 너는 아름다워.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust a bunch of poems I'm writing. They may not be any good but I like them. I'll try to update it every once in a while with one or more poems.
