Are my eyes too sad?
You haven't seen my mind.
Everyone acts like they haven't
seen my thoughts.
They do not exist.
Haven't been seen
doesn't mean they're not there.
I have cried enough times.
I could bottle my tears, spill
all of them at once.
My alligator tears.
Nobody likes to see you
cry, calling you always sad
and never moving forward.
I do, on my own accord.
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Sad Girl
PoetryPoetry from a sad girl Ranging from love to heartbreak, happiness to sadness and feeling low to depression and so on. I hope people find that they can relate to what I write and by taking in the words that they find healing. All Rights Reserved Cop...
