Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2019
After the jokes
What do we hold?
Shared secrets, untold
Lips sealed behind a smile

When you cry
I want to be nearby
Real friends,
Since when?

Then I begin to question
Whether I’ve left an impression
For anyone to see, please?
it would mean the world to me.

And by impression
I mean, a meaningful conversation
With one person
I’d prolly cry, so I won’t worsen

Why, because this is a new occurrence
And it would give me some assurance
That I won’t be alone
Thanks for the loan
Because you’re not mine
Tell me what you think it’s about
Written by
Lyla  16/F
   Jaxon Thomas
Please log in to view and add comments on poems