I hate pretending like everything is okay
I hate going to sleep at night brushing all my hidden pain like it's really nothing
I can't sleep at peace
I hate fake smiling
I hate telling people my business because they don't understand.... not really.
I don't wanna be a burden
It's nothing
It will pass
Just go to sleep
But the pain is still there
YOU ARE READING
finding you
PoetryTo find your innate self, exploring the self to learn about your roots , your dimensions that unfold before you , a liner growth of tranquil, prosperous growth. To find your mirror soul.
