I put on a face every single day, but darling,
I never said it was brave.
-- I never said it was mine either
YOU ARE READING
Dear M.
PoetryA broken heart. A fragmented soul. One pair of earbuds. One still, small voice through it all. Take my hand and come with me as my earbuds lead the way through the dark and through the light.
Just a Face : Just a Mask
I put on a face every single day, but darling,
I never said it was brave.
-- I never said it was mine either
