Love is real
Life is real
Pain is real
Why can't these laughs
And smiles
Be real
Why can't I enjoy this life
I'm living in a lie
My desperation rises
My pain ruins the future I am yet to hold
My confidence fades
My happiness well,
I don't know where that has gone
It disappeared from beneath my nose
And left
Left me
Left me on my own
Left me
Left me depressed
Left me
Left me unknown
Of where I am suppose to go
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The Mask Of Depression
PoetryMy life. My story. Little words. Huge meaning. The thought of being empty and lost in life. The pain lingering within. The mask that you wear so no one may know the pain that is faced by the solider who wears it. The short stories to make you cry. T...
