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Jun 2020
Being angry is hurts my face
being sad wastes my tears
Telling someone something to make them happy
when it doesn’t help wastes my time
People caring for me when I get hurt is aggravating

So instead of straining my brain, I’ll just tell them what they wanna hear
I’ll fake a smile and say I’m ok so they won’t know I’m sad
I’ll laugh at their jokes even when their not funny
And I’ll do the least amount of things just so I don’t have to let out my feelings

Or maybe I’ll just stay silent in a corner
And refuse to talk to people
Gwendelyn Acosta
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Gwendelyn Acosta  16/F/USA
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