Step, step
walking with pace,
step, step,
smile on face.
But I know,
the smile is fake,
and even though
your whole heart aches.
You stand up tall,
strong and proud,
trying not to fall,
in the hostile crowd.
You laugh and joke,
with a feign facade,
but something inside you broke,
and just like us, you are truly flawed.
So pretend as you will,
and fake your smile,
just remember the world is out to kill
those who might stay awhile.
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Shattered Glass
PoetryWhen everything is broken, and all the mirrors are destroyed, your wrist are cut open there are your thoughts that you wish to avoid. When everything is falling apart, and you long for this time to pass, you lie there with a torn up heart and st...