Every days a game of dress up,
a way to hide your flaws!
the makeup, the outfit, the hair, the fake smiles
and never a time to pause,
get ready for school, get ready for work, get ready for your own funeral
forgetting the time that's passing you by on your clock of roman numerals
faking away your whole day, pretending you woke up this way
going home, crying alone and seeing your past self, trying to atone
this is the end, not forever my friend, for i will always be back
back everyday to get in your way and make your heart go black.
this is kinda bad but i just made it up on the spot so.. yeah :)
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Art of the Finest! (A collection of poems by Me!)
PoetryWhat's there to explain? It's a bunch of poems. Some are supposed to seem depressing and some just end up that way. Maybe someday I'll learn how to happiness :) but for now i'll just continue exposing the true emotions of our broken world
