People are like clay.
We're molded, and then put ourselves on display.
There's some saying about how people were made from clay.
This saying still holds up to this day.
When clay creations are heated, they can crack.
If we undergo enough damage, we also experience this attack.
Like clay, we can use a glue-like substance to cover up.
We can be just like that broken cup.
Repaired, and yet also broken.
And then it is spoken.
We can paint clay creations to make them look good.
We basically do the same to ourselves, even masking under a hood.
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Poetry𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 is an ongoing book and collection of poems and sonnets made by me, inspired by my thoughts, dreams, and personal experiences. As someone who lives with depression and anxiety, a lot of my thoughts are bound to not be very pleas...
