*Undecided*

Beautiful. 

All smiles and happiness.

But then you start peeling away the layers.

Getting straight to the bitterness.

Sweet then bitter.

All gold but the inside is certainly not glitter.

It's just the appearance that counts, right?

At least, that's what you believe.

So you lock everything up and cast away the key.

You leave the hurt buried deep.

Hoping that people won't take a peek.

But the thing is, life isn't just a beautiful beach.

You can't play in the sand and expect not to get dirty.

Don't take the bad and lock it away with a key.

Change the negative into positive enerrgy.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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