They said you're a lovely social butterfly
Who always thirst to walk in a burgundy carpeted venues
With a lustrous corselette dress showing off its fancy gems
Standing out with your costly purse and voguish stilettos
There you are,
Never planned to leave the magnate circle
Never tried to befriend the sincerest ones
Until someone squinted behind your glass window
And saw that the one you owned wasn't happiness but remorse
Under that glossy lips was the one that quivered with uncertainties
Under that thick mascaras were the flash of hidden emotions, tired of conformity
Remove those precious accessories and apparel
You just borrowed it all
YOU ARE READING
Stream Of Consciousness
Poetry'No one dives into the shallowness.' an arrayed thoughts of various themes; a collection of knotted perception mostly free versed micro-poetry Started: August 2020 Completed: November 2020
