We walk around,
But you don't notice us.
We talk everyday,
But you don't hear us.
We are around you every second,
But you don't see us.
We touch the world,
But you don't care about us.
We are your friends,
But you don't know us.
We are the same,
But you are different from us.
We weren't there,
But then you saw us.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Of Tears **COMPLETED**
PoetryA book of my poems Written by my heart They may not rhyme But I gave it a shot As I pass through these years The golden teen age One I hope ends in love With stains of Death and Decay
