Sep 2021
This pain smacks within me
I burn from within like tilapia
On the grill grate
The world consumes me
Piece by piece, roasted!
But my face has to maintain
An erratic smile
I defend, “everything is ok”
Until
Someone sees it as it is—
A necessary lie
I burn from within like tilapia
On the grill grate
The world consumes me
Piece by piece, roasted!
But my face has to maintain
An erratic smile
I defend, “everything is ok”
Until
Someone sees it as it is—
A necessary lie
It's hard to share my problems with people until they notice it.
