The Real Side
Before the night
During the day
We all hide
In several ways
Hair in face
is my way
With no filter on
I have many flaws
face like sand
and nose so tall
but those aren't my only flaws
smile so strange
in every way
teeth so wrong
and out of place
Open smiles will never do.
everybody has their wrongs
but i like mine
most of all.
This poem is about:
Me