Is poetry bad
Some say it leads to madness
All the bleak winters
And sorrowful nights
But what of the Spring
And the budding flower
Does that lead to madness

Is poetry bad
Some say it leads to depression
All that built up feelings
Anger, sadness, fear and pain
But what of joy
And happiness, gladness, and glee
Does that lead to depression?

I’m sorry
I’m not who you think I am
I lie
I’m just trying to protect you
I’m rude
I can’t let anyone to close
You could ask me
To show you the real me
But all you will see is pink and glitter
Because I’m  afraid
Of the darkness inside
I’m so sorry

Smile because you are happy
Smile because you want to
Smile because you don’t know what else to do
Smile because they say it’s pretty
Smile because you don’t want them to know
Smile because you have to hide the pain
Smile because you can’t let them know
Smile because they make you

God forbid
There are rocks in the river
God forbid
It isn’t crystal clear

The trees aren’t straight
The leaves aren’t symmetrical
The stars aren’t aligned
None of it is perfect

Roads are laid down
Laws are laid out
Stories are drawn up
None of it is perfect

People smile
People lie
People wonder
None of them are perfect

Nothing is perfect
So why do we say
That everything must be
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Here I am
Starring at your shadowy self
Let me see beneath your mask
Your refuge of darkness
I know you are beautiful why do you have to hide

You hide because someone made you
Feel like you had to
Feel like you deserve to
Feel like your not good enough
I am here to say
You don’t have to
You don’t deserve it
You are so much more than good enough

If only I could trade places with you
If I could take you out of you
And show you what I see
You could love yourself
The way I love you

I know
I’m a hypocrite
Here I am
Standing in the shadows
Behind my mask
Taking refuge in the darkness
And no
I won’t ever let you see
Me for me
Cause I hate who I am
And I don’t want to lose you...

I love my dog
*what about you?