It's not so easy.
Everyone expects much from someone small like me.
I'm not always happy.
I'm not always fine.
I'm just saying what you want to hear.
It's like putting a cardboard box over my head, Sharpie outlines a happy face.
On the inside, I'm very bothered. Not with you, but myself.
Family, friends, it's hard to express myself.
Therefore, I think less of myself.
A transgender freak.
A sassy diva.
An emo rat.
I don't care.
It looks like the sun is shining from me, but I just want someone to notice the rainclouds hiding behind it.
❤Daniel.❤
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Random Poems.
PoetryThis is just a series of random poems I have written which will be updated at random times! Enjoy!!!
