If you could read my mind
You'd see no-one is in front of me and nothing behind
But you'd see the monsters
Else it a go worse a than a natural disaster
You'd see a thousand of papers filled with broken poetry
My Parents raised me proper, the World just molded me
You'd see my heart that still bleeds
But it stopped when love hurts, when it needs!
If you could hear me inside,
You'd hear a sound that "I AM TIRED"
But if you could see my face
You'd see the smile with such a grace!
Oct 9, 2020
Oct 9, 2020 at 2:47 AM UTC
If you could read my mind
You'd see no-one is in front of me and nothing behind
But you'd see the monsters
Else it a go worse a than a natural disaster
You'd see a thousand of papers filled with broken poetry
My Parents raised me proper, the World just molded me
You'd see my heart that still bleeds
But it stopped when love hurts, when it needs!
If you could hear me inside,
You'd hear a sound that "I AM TIRED"
But if you could see my face
You'd see the smile with such a grace!
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