Since the day I learned how to distrust people
I've been hiding behind a mask
Lately, I can feel it falling off
Bits of it scattering along the floor
As I walk by
With smiles and the souls in my pocket struggling to break out
It wasn't too late before I realized
That I'm almost naked
This mask can't do
I need another better place to hide
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Burning Thoughts
PoetryBinge-thinking is like overeating. My mind is constantly consuming everything it senses and it's not healthy anymore. My mind is slow to digest which is the reason why things get stuck in my head. So i needed to burn things up to help myself. I ne...
