No one knows your reality,
Your imaginations, sometimes real,
But not actually real.
Sometimes you don't know who you are,
Living in your own dimension of life.
They know you as the meek geek,
But they always miss the shot.
All the smiles and the acts,
Are just a large pile of lies and lies.
Your personality lies in the inner bitter truth.
YOU ARE READING
The Art of Poetry
PoetryPoetry redefined #art of poetry I write what I like... What I feel and what I think of, ...and to me, poetry is life.
