Wall
I'm scared of people
to find me,
maybe it's my scars that I'm hiding.
All I know is it better alone,
Don't want to think of
anyone anymore.
I don't have faith for anyone to find me
maybe now I know these scars on my heart
are chronic.
Now I'm learning how to hide me
behind a wall that I made
from where all can only see
the best and strong me.
The me with a smile,
funny laughter and friends by my side.
Who knows,
what I'm hiding behind that wall,
which is waiting for someone
to break it all
and make me whole.
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Entangled Heart
PoetryAn anthology of different poems. Each of it's own kind. Telling you it's own different stories. And taking you to it's own world, trying to make you feel those feelings.
