Thursday, March 10, 2016
Weakening
My physical strength is left in sorrow
Tired from picking up pieces that have been broken
I'm stranded with only sadness around me
Every time I feel my heart is repaired, It gets damaged, broken, and destroyed
I have to close my eyes and dream of a world that's only in my imagination
But doesn't exist in the real world
I put a smile on my face everyday
pretending like I have nothing to worry about
When in reality most of everything behind that gorgeous smile
Is a ugly frown
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