Everyone else is giggling and messing about and having no brain and then
There's humans like me who put on a mask around others
But even then it cracks through and our eyes reflect what our soul is screaming
But nobody says anything
Because their voice is reserved for more "important" matters
And they carry on with their lives and shoot invisible bullets at your shield
Then walk away like nothing ever happened...
(Original)
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Original Poems
PoesíaPoems I write in my notebook. They aren't brilliant but they're not bad either, hope you like them. Sneak peek: "Blood dripping from a Rose, Is like seeing an angel cry, It's unholy, never to be seen, It's heart has bled dry." All original, no copy...
