Entering the facade
That held a parade
With each person having a horrifying face,
There bodies wrapped in the devils lace,
She didn't fit well,
She wasn't their kind to play with,
Under this hood she hide under,
Was a girl with a secret no one knew about,
They tried to push her away,
Little by little
But she was haunted enough that she didn't mind
The hood kept her hidden,
All her emotions forbidden,
She wasn't as beautiful,
She didn't have much potential,
She wasn't the perfect kid
But she held into one thing,
One wish,
That people would never want to indulge in,
She was forever a loner,
Not letting people get closer
She she no longer wanted to mask the smile
Beneath which she cried
Broken, shattered, she broken the remaining bars,
Yet she hide beneath she lonely scars
Yukki666
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My poems of Dark, Depression, and Anorexia
PoetryThese poems express what I'm going through and how I feel. Basically its a timeline of my life and what is happening. There will always be a dark side to me and a good side. My poems vary from depressed to dark and to my Anorexic side. I hope you gu...
