I am crying and breaking,
Way too tired of faking.
But they tell me to push it down inside,
For emotions are only meant to hide.
The harder I try, the further I sink,
Happy for a while but it's lost in a blink,
Hurting myself for what they want,
It's not just ghosts, it's the people who haunt.
Feeling like I have lost all power,
Tears escape but alone, in the shower.
Don't want to be termed as weak for crying,
So I keep faking and lying.
It's not just me, it's all of us,
Looking for people worth our trust,
But when it breaks or burns to dust,
Emotions sink a bit more deeper into us.
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Rhyming Realities
Poetry"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." - Robert Frost.
