My name flows from your lips.
Coated in illusion.
Dripping in deception.
Dancing into the ears of your friends.
You tell them how I'm doing.
You tell them pieces of my life I haven't told you.
You tell them you will say hello the next time you see me.
You don't tell them that we haven't spoken in two years.
YOU ARE READING
Hurtful
PoetryThis is about poems that I feel as tho I can relate to and I'm sure a lot of others can relate to. Just remember your never alone, there's always someone you can reach out to and talk to tell them how hard it is tell them how much you are struggling
