I'm scared you hide something
Under that beautifully broken mask you wear
For the world
But for me?
You don't hide anything to me
So
If anyone should be able to see it
It's me
So why do I feel shut out?
YOU ARE READING
Results of a Restless Mind
PoetryA book of poems created by a sleepless mind and an open heart "I'm sorry that my heartbeat is louder than my thoughts." Completed 11/8/20
