Not a fashion statement, neither a trend,
But a mask,
Letting you believe and pretend.
Happy
Perfect
Always smiling
Covering the truth,
Begging for help, crying out.
Digging your own grave,
Unworthy, full of self doubt.
A pen, carelessly curving letters on card,
Scruffy but sweet and sleek
Rushing, racing to the end
Trying to carry on but life is too hard.
A pause button, prevents you from moving on.
Always there.
Stopping you.
From dusk.
'Til dawn.
Overthinking decisions and thoughts,
Regretting even breathing.
Thoughts rushing around your head,
Confused, putting you in knots.
I'm amazing, I'm happy,
I'm perfect, I'm good.
Not letting anyone help you, nobody should.
They don't know what's going off,
In that bad brain of yours.
Not a fashion statement, neither a trend,
But a mask,
Covering the truth.
Hiding there, a poor life, comes to an end.
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Poems... ugh
PoetrySo here is a 'book' of really cheap poems I have written. Most are just about my feelings and not gonna lie, but I'll be surprised if anyone actually understands what any of these things are about! I would love to hear your views on the poems and yo...
