How do you know when things are true?
How do you know if it's all reality.
I look at my life in despair,
Is anything even real?
Where had the honesty gone?
It comes and goes like rain.
I'm trying my best to figure you out,
But all I see are lies.
I see you sitting on a throne,
Spewing out the untruthful graces
Now you seem to be mislead,
You're now just another fake.
What happened to not being another copy,
Inspired to be an original,
but turn out to be the other way.
What happened to you?
You used to be so free,
So alive, energetic, happy,
But now you're just another,
Drained of everything,
Your best is now your worst
and everything's a mess.
I don't know who you are
Or what you've become.
So are you happy now?
YOU ARE READING
~The Things I've Written When No One Was Looking~
PoetryI was just a normal girl who wrote about the unlimited possibilities of stories and poems. Whatever came to mind. Getting inspired by daily things in life and turning it into an unexpected tale or just to straighten out the confused jumbled up feeli...
