Don't pretend you're alright
When it's so clear that you're not
Don't feel like you have to
Lock your feelings up to rot.
Can't tell if you're OK
You look away when I ask
Your lashes wet with tears
A small crack in your mask.
YOU ARE READING
Cold Surroundings
PoetryAnother book of poetry, maybe slightly more descriptive than the previous one, "A Dark Thought".
