"The hidden smile behind the trash"
There he was, writing note by note
but here I am,
trying to write a line.
A line between another line.
Trouble, problem, shit out of shit,
doubts, name it, we had it all.
The question is hanging on the white-pale corner.
Get it, then solve it.
Problems are everywhere,
pick and throw it like a trash.
Show your smile.
Prove to the world that you're untouchable.
That you are fucking strong.
Problem can't touch you, only if;
you are standing firmly,
let all the worries behind and
smile like a baby.
📝 A.M.
