I am that perfect student
Studies well, with good manners
Never talk back to a teacher
But am I truly like that?
The answer would be No
Because it's all illusion
That I just created
I don't learn at home
I read and ventures
Into the multiverse of stories
Diving in the ocean of fantasy
Crying for one's that don't existAll is but an act for others
That I keep up for the society's image
In others eyes
I am but a nice little girl
But only few know
I'm a devil in disguise
And only I know
My intriguing secrets
I keep myself well hidden
No one knows the thought that runs
In my mind like flowing rivers
And I am sure that
I am not the only one
That keeps herself well hidden
People only know what I show
And never know the things I do
So I am fake and you are too
And both of us are pretty sure too
YOU ARE READING
Fragments of Million BROKEN WORDS
Poetrya collection of prose and poems from NIV(that's me)