Fronts Aren't the Truth

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My front is that I don't care

Really, I do care

My front is that I don't want a boyfriend

Really, I want a best friend I can kiss

My front is that I'm confident

Really I'm one of the most insecure people you'll ever meet

My front is that I'm happy

Really most nights I cry myself to sleep and hope not to wake up

My front is that I tell people how I feel instantly

Really the person I love and can realistically date doesn't know

Everything isn't how it looks.

Especially people  

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