"That's them, they're always happy"
I don't know, are we?
They say , they're optimists
Only they know that they are pessimists.
We wants to show our back to the world,
We are clay you can mould.
We see our happiness back off
As we put our mask back on.
I tell you, while reading this,
If you ask,"who?"
I will tell you,
"No need to pretend,
You know it's you."
YOU ARE READING
Here's One To Loss And Longing
PoetryEver loved someone? Ever been hurt?Broken?felt like disappearing?I will put myself in your shoes ....
