My thoughts do not captivate the world.
My thoughts are strange and random.
My opinions are neutral, but biased.
My eyes smile and tell sad stories.
My lips are full of an unknown taste.
I speak with confidence, to deal with fear at night.
Love,
To be used,
To confuse,
That's what i do best.
Do not be fooled by my smile.
I am a broken glass glued.
My smile is brilliant because I live in the dark of my past.
What people do not know is that I am not happy.
My happiness is forced or true.
You will never know.
My tears resemble the desert.
There is no water to see.
I turned in my midnight dress, made of fragments of pain.
A cloth is a year.
An inch of a thread is my pain.
I'm belittled by the world
Encouraged by empty words
I gave hope to death
And misery to happiness
Laugh misery, laugh
Giggle pain, giggle
I know I mean as much as ..
Never mind.
YOU ARE READING
H.E.R
PoetryRandom Poems Written at random hours All poems written by Mercia Jorge.. The first part is a short story, then the rest of the book is poems.. If you have questions, you may message me, but please let it be valid ... A few poems have swear words...
