Nothing do I need,
I have all the things.
A lake beside the drapes,
filled on tears.
A door huge at the entrance,
To no one ever knocks.
A house so big I decorate,
With all my unaccepted fears
What else does anybody need?
A roof I have and food to feed.
Life is a mess,
Not a happy rainbow always.
You have to keep going,
Even through the pain.
But "I'm fine" is the lie,
Everybody around says.
Cause it isn't always,
That you have shade in rain.
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts from an old diary
PoetryFeel free to vote and comment if you enjoy reading! (Previously known as "Poetry On Fingertips") •2nd Position in The Crown Awards 2020 •#1 in #poetryislife -28/June/2020 •#1 in #poetrylovers -26/Feb/2019 And plz don't copy my book, Truyen.
