Sometimes life is just a little too much
and when you smile only half of it is conveyed.
Eyes are glass-
all seeing,
fragile,
and clear:
they see everything
and
show the fragile emotions
that few people pick up on.
YOU ARE READING
Listen to the rain as it falls
PoetryJust poems I wrote, Some are more recent, not quite sure what's going on. I am safe, don't worry, I just need a place to vent in my lowest and highest times. The first 14 were written years ago when I was too young to actually make sense of anythin...
