Who Are You
To the girl sprinkled with make up;
Who are you?
To the one whose eyes were bloodshot;
Who are you?
To the person whose heart is tired of everything;
How are you?
To you whose smile's a masterpiece;
Where are you?
To you whose laughs were contagious;
Where are you?
To you, the person in the mirror;
Are you still okay?
YOU ARE READING
My Daily Pill
PoetryA compilation of thoughts from Day 1 to present. (Finished) Other works: Overdosed Misplaced
