Start with a time of day.
It's 8 in the morning. . .
Yet another start
Of yet another day
Full of pretending, to be okay.
But it's no big deal, is it?
You've been doing for so long
You're used to it.
But not today
Today is different
Because this day, right now
You don't need to pretend.
It's 8 in the morning. . .
YOU ARE READING
Have faith
Poetry"Some words I wrote." • A glance in the mind of a seemingly ordinary girl • •*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~• •Ranked• #1 : Escapril #4 : Poëzie #791: Poemcollection #616: Poesia
