Surely
"How are you?" they asked me.
I answered, "I'm perfectly okay."
I also asked them the same question
and they answered, "Same to you."
I chuckled after hearing their reply.
I don't think it is really is
for it is really not, never will it be.
They and I told a lie, I'm sure.
Pretending that you're okay
even though it really hurts inside.
Surely, you're strong enough
for He is giving you strength.
|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|
YOU ARE READING
Fiction And Reality Blends | Book Of Poetry
PoetryPoems are written because of experiences and imaginations where knowledge and feelings unites. -BlueCryztalz The words used maybe simple but they create a deeper meaning when combined. Why did I wrote these poems? For what? Maybe to inspire others...
