she smiles.
she smiles a lot.
there are
different types of
smiles.
but the fake smile
is the one
she masterd the
most.
no one could see
the sorrow
in her eyes.
no one could
sense her
unbearable feelings
and needy
for attention.
no one could
see the real
her.
the depressed her.
YOU ARE READING
Cry
Poetryi want to satisfy you, even if it means you seeing me cry. *poems with no rhymes but has a deep meaning. *lower case intended. *it's a little bit bad at the beginning, but the further you get, the better the poems are.
