I smile at you to quash your doubt
But there it is, that dubious pout
And it's almost like someone turned the faucet on
That fake happiness is now long gone
As you turn away the tears start to stream
And my lungs release a silenced scream
I can't vent the pain out; my skin is steel
Time is supposed to help; these wounds never heal
I can let you in and give you all my trust
But you'll abuse that, ditch me, and leave me in the dust
So I'll just get my bricks and mortar
And make my tall walls even less shorter
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Hidden Meanings (✔)
PoetryHer words were laced with hidden meanings. 1ST PLACE WINNER OF THE CAR AWARDS 2017 start: 3/3/2017 COVER ART: KELOGSLOOPS 2022 Edit: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES (+MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM!) I...