she hid behind soft smiles and timid hellos
her potential was like a sun, so bright and yellow
she was kind, marvellous and sweet
but the world had let her down with a harsh defeat
she was left wondering if she was at fault
but how could she know that life was cruel by default
she was the girl who wore masks
so she could tackle impossible tasks
like surviving life each day,
while making sure that the sky of the people she loved was never grey
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Tattletale || Poetry
PoetryTattletale// a person, especially a child, who reveals secrets or informs on others should I speak or should I not a million words inside my head yet I cannot voice them out promise me you'll listen and then I'll tell you everything started 01/08...
