Scaring everyone.
Making children cry.
This is what they do best.
They're supposed to bring joy
But instead bring the terror
As they roam from town to town.
Painted on faces
With continuous smiles
How can they think they're loved?
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of Colors
شِعر#colormenovember Every day of November I'll write a poem based off a color. Idea is by @aries_34 Cover by @Crazyfrsims
