behind the cover

if life was a game would you still play with rage ?

they say not every hurt is good but will we ever be okay?

the sun in the sky creates light but not as bright as the moon at night.

they say were young but how old were you when you thought it was love?

your body like a leaf but you hide behind a tree all because your ashamed of who you can be .

you thought you loved youself but you just loved the thought of being someone else. 

you hide your emtions so noone can tell but deep down your hoping to be found. 

screams like your head in your pillow but in reality its water ready to knock down that window.

you try as your brain tells you get up but your body just cant fight the thought of not being good enough.

so depreat to show them your all youve forgetten the girl who needed your all. 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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