At times I want to act as if
I don't have to know a thing
And so as to end all up
I'll have to keep apologising
Unknowingly and unwittingly
I do it perfectly
I have reached perfection in hiding my reality
That, I have been so lost into the dark woods
Scratching and digging myself from the grounds
'Cuz I was so busy in going perfect
Along the flow of the people's mindset
I have been although, Ms. Perfect, but;
Still, I am imperfect.
Still so lost in the dark, in the woods of the dead
Finding the remains of myself
Still scratching and digging all along
Now I see, a hole into my soul...
Yea, I have been preaching all long,
That how to be strong and belong
To your natural self and to love yourself
Still, see, what I have been doing myself..
I am false all false...
"Sans peur et sans reproche"
"Let you be you and live a legendary life"
Heed these careful words of a Hypocrite.
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Dark mirror
PoetryIt would have been such a great world if we could turn back time and correct our mistakes, right? But, it's so sad, We live in a scary world. Yet we shall survive. A collection of poems to ease your heart's burden so you to rise like a Phoenix. Co...
