It was desperation of a sort
Wanting someone to know
That I was broken beyond belief
When I seemed so happy
It was irony of a sort
Wanting to soothe you
When the voice that did
Was the one that destroyed me
It was lying of a sort
Wanting to say "I'm fine"
When I almost cried last class
And my heart feels rotten
YOU ARE READING
Silent Screams
PoetryPoems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)
