When all has been said and done, where do we go from here
My emotions are hidden beneath this false facade of happiness and barred behind doors filled with tears
Soon I'll show the pain to all the faces, that I see hidden in the crowd
Alway's speaking but never loud enough, untill now
Some never see me because I blend in so well
when it's all said and done it's just a living hell
A world which only I bathe in but already hope to leave
drowning in a sea that has no tranquility
yes that's me
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Poems from a Younger heart And Another time.
PoetryThese are poems form early on when my life felt as if it were falling apart, some of these were written on scraps of paper and while at work when it was slow and some I worked on later to make them flow better
