Big dreams,
Happiness you think shall come,
But lies are upon,
Big stages they make,
Let's embrace,
The fools,
Thought this love could be real,
But the truth lurks in the shadows,
Friends and foes,
Who is the hoe,
Our romance was clear,
But was it real,
In sorrow it's left,
To die I'm left,
A flirt,
I'm called,
But that's who I'm,
Raised I was,
How can I change,
Who I'm,
I modify,
I adapt,
But easier said than done,
How could've been so foolish,
To fall,
For false hopes.
YOU ARE READING
SilverWood
Thơ caPouring my soul into my words as I write through my life and give passion to my words expressing my emotions in the only way I know as ink runs in my veins. A book of poetry
