I've never told you
I lie awake at night
And stare at peeled paint
On the ceiling white.
I've never told you
The thoughts in my head.
The worries and wonders,
I hide them instead.
I never told you
How little you know.
You think I am simple
But that isn't so.
Maybe I'll tell you;
Someday, I'll try.
But for now, I'm a mystery,
A secret,
A lie.
© 2015
This really isn't my best work but I haven't updated recently so I wanted to give you guys something. More (better) poems to come!
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Poetry"Tomorrow's not promised. It may not arrive. So why do we waste The days we are alive?" A collection of poems and songs. #81 in Poetry | April 28, 2015 © 2015
