People thought he had no fears,
But no one knew he hid his tears.
People thought he was perfect,
But no one knew about his mistakes.
People thought he was positive,
But no one knew he was sensitive.
People thought that he was alright,
But no one knew he grabbed his jeans tight.
People thought he was admirable,
But no one knew his life was miserable.
People thought he was honest,
But no one knew about his secrets.
People always think and think,
But in fact they know nothing.
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In the Midst of Crowd
PoetrySome unshared thoughts that are begging to be expressed, not orally, but through the beauty of words.
