Golden strands cover imperfections,
Bright blue eyes make the wrong impression,
Scars and bruises hide someone's depression,
A bright smile discovers a friendship recession.
It's all a lie, we all have a mask,
We can't reveal our hardships, successes, and past.
Our heartache is covered in love's wrathe,
And until we're alone, our tears hold fast.
Our truths bend steady
Until we are truly, surley, ready
To share our hidden meanings,
And to see the twinkling eyes who are actually pleading.
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8th Grade Poems, To and From
PoetryAnother collection of poems from 8th-grade minds! These poems conclude our personal struggles, ups and downs, and friendships (with one another and others) throughout this year. We hope you enjoy and find special meaning for yourself in these poe...
