Behind this innocent smile of mine, lay words left unsaid. Words of Sorrow, Anger, Love and Hate, all repeated inside my head.....

these are poems that explain why i am how i am

A short poem, somewhat metaphorical, about the mask many humans hide behind, that covers and hides their true selves. For and inspired by @Creativecontests picture poetry contest.

It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )