A sad boy with a tainted soul,
heart painted black.
A hopeful smile like Ray's of gold, covered by a mask.
I tell myself I'm getting better,
day after day.
But when my friends ask,
"How've you been?"
What do you think I'll say?
- Me (12/10/19)
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How I Really Feel
PoetryShort stories and poems, most of which are written at some of my lowest points. I've been writing a lot and sharing it to my Instagram, but I figured I'd give my inner thoughts for you here to look at. I'm going to be starting from the beginning, fr...
