Poem #173

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Everyone tries to hide they're pain in something
i watch people blow away their worries with clouds of white that smell sweet
I see the drops of red on the tile in apartments
and I hear people acting wild from the stuff in their cup
but sometimes
people hide behind things that are so simple
because I see you hide behind a fake smile
and I know I hide my pain in words
and I see them all bury themselves in work
or music
or attention
We all try to forget the mess inside by creating a mess on the outside
After all, who wants to remember the pain from yesterday?
-r.b

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