He fades out of view,head covered by a hood
But he dare not look into the eyes of those passing by
Instead,he faces the floor and carries on down the corridor
YOU ARE READING
Jaded
PoésieMy poetry sometimes these thoughts flow thoughts that represent our moods anger,depression,heartbreak,joy,love,hapiness but little do we know it is a reflection of our past,our present and our future and this is my reflection.
