We live in an artificial world,
a world where women mask themselves in makeup,
because they don't believe in their beauty.
A world where people who are really broken inside,
just smile so that they won't be questioned or pitied.
We were born to be real, not perfect
people are so busy trying to be who everyone wants them to be,
that they tend to forget who's underneath all the colorful makeup and pretty fake smiles.
People can look and act any way they want to,
but they can't stop the reality:
That they are just lost in a sea of lost people, all moving in the wrong direction.
What happened to being yourself?
What happened to loving yourself?
People always say that everyone is their own person and is different from everyone else,
but everyone's the same: Afraid, lost and unhappy.
Why would a person want to be like everyone else?
Just think about it, if everyone was the same, this world would be a very boring place...
As boring as any place could be
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The Art of Poetry
PoetrySo, these poems are basically just me trying to put my feelings, thought, and emotions onto paper. I hope that they somehow help someone, and I hope everyone that reads them enjoys! These are all my poems, my own words; I would love your critique a...
