i've been silently crying for help
but nobody recognises it
though they would've known what i felt
yet the curtains in my heart are brightly lit.
i am different currently
trying to survive with a thin line of a smile
while others can't see it, blindly
as i hide behind my own vile.
hurt, i am
though with these shadows non can seek
in the darkness with a switched off lamp
while i cry in silence, weak.
but it's okay,
i am actually fine
i'll smile as it is bright as day
laughing even though it is an unbearable line.
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Junk ; Poems
Poetryin which i write random poems when i'm sad. filled with emotions and my poetry grows throughout the years.
