When all it takes,
To hide my tears,
Is soap and water,
What's the point in smiling?
Ah, I could hide everything so easily.
Just rinse my face,
Clear the stains from my glasses,
And then no one will ever know.
The bathroom is my favourite.
I can cry alone,
I can hide all of the tears,
It makes life easier,
Because no one will ever know.
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Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
