Am way to good at goodbyes,
It pains me when I have to overthink,
I have to force my brain to forget memories,
And I store moments in my heart,
My heart yearns for love and peace,
But it doesn't get the same measure.
I end up loving to the grave,
They never want to see me smile or happy,
I give it my best, for all to smile,
But it never reflects,
I am not dying of regret,
I know I did my best
But didn't get the same measure.
I have a talent,
But it is multi-talented per see,
I have been a stone outside,
But a sponge in the inside,
Spongebob can test,
You suck it all up,
I have been fake but it never fades.
I fake to remain a rock,
Then breaks at the core,
I may be cool but lava in the inside,
Insecure fighting my inner demons,
It is sad when someone you know,
Becomes someone you knew.
No one knows how much I cried that day
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#ANOTHER BAD CREATION
PoetryWhat the heart says and the mouth doesn't and mind speaks
