She went on pretending even though she knew she wasn't ok
She picked her self up and moved on with her day
She bumped into you
She turned away
And at the end of the day
She ran to escape the pain, and reminders that she won't ever think she's ok.
She goes home, to her room slams the door
Now you know she's not pretending any more.
YOU ARE READING
Words Unspoken
PoetryThese are poems I write, there just things that come upon me:) I hope you guys like them!
