Depending on the day
Depending on the time
No one believes what I say
Unless I say that I'm fine.
Depending on my pain
Depending on my mood
They all believe it's feign.
That's what they conclude.
Depending how I feel
Depending how I fair
I will pretend it isn't real
Because, I know they don't care.
~a poem by Elizabeth Kay~
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ESTÁ A LER
What's Not Said | ✔
PoesiaA book full of poems on things that are just never said. *All photos seen in this book, including the cover, were photos taken by me~ Elizabeth Kay ~using my cellphone*
