The one who can see through it all is supose to be here today
I keep waiting for a text
So i can prepare
Put my best smile on
And say I'm fine
Maybe this time he won't see it
Maybe this time I'll fool him
Because part of me is scared
He'll ask the question
And I'll like always
But he will see through it
And unlike those other times
I can't get away
I can't hide and put the feelings back in
And he can't know
He can't see how broken i really am
So I'll wait for the text
And I'll prepare to put on my best show
YOU ARE READING
poems from a Boy who doesn't write poems
Poetrythese are some poems I've written when I couldn't figure out any way else to get out what I was feeling.
