She's got a heavy heart
And she's doing all she can not to fall apart.
She cries in silence, and walks with a smile
Giving a fake laugh every once and a while.
She's got long sleeved shirts that seem to cover the pain
Scars so many it looks like rain.
And yet all the while no one has a clue
But even if they did what would they do?
She's been broken by many
A care, she doesn't give any.
She's waiting for her prince
So she can live happily ever after with a white picket fence.
When that day will come
Is only known by some.
So until then
She'll have to keep her fake grin.
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Poems By Me
PoetryPoems by me. I warn you they aren't happy, so please don't leave comments telling me to just stop writing sad or depressing poems because this is my outlet and I'd appreciate it if you didn't judge. So remember you were warned. :) enjoy.
