"Lies are beautiful, reality is horrible,"
my father once said when life was adorable.
I looked at him with a question in my mind,
he smiled and said "When you grow up, you'll know that the world's not kind."
My father still says that I must protect myself,
Oh what a shame, I am already destroyed.
He says that there's still a lot to suffer through,
Oh what a shame, I am already exhausted.
Ridhi Pandey
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoetryThese are the things I never said, these are words that are still unread. Pain in my eyes and a broken soul, but I still play the happy role.
