Why do I bother with these lines
When all I fill them with are lies,
Carefully worded that they're hidden in disguise
So they appear as the truth to your eager eyes.
Why do I smile when I'd rather cry?
Why do I hide the pain that haunts me everytime?
Why do I say I'm fine when I'm dying on the inside?
Why do I promise to see you the next day when I know I won't make the night.
©Sephace_
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On The Road
PoetryOn The Road is a compilation of poems inspired by the unending stories of life which entails both the good and bad and the exciting and depressing aspects of life. *Winner of The Coalition Summer Awards 2019 Poetry category*
