Lesson Learned

Lesson Learned

A Poem by Ash

I've forgotten what it feels like.

to smile, to be happy, to be free.

To dance with joy, to laugh while I sing.

I've forgotten to be me.


I've gotten used to fake smiling,

Feels like I've been doing it forever.

I like that no one can know,

That It's fake. That who I am is fake.


I'd be weak if I chose to be happy.

It'll only take them a few seconds, to snatch all happiness from me.

I can't let myself be crushed anymore.

I can't let my scars go anymore deep.


Nostalgia is bittersweet.

I yearn to be free like I used to be me,

dancing in circles with glee.

Not having anything to worry,

Having nothing to worry.


© 2016 Ash


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Added on November 10, 2016
Last Updated on December 1, 2016
Tags: love, life, lessons, scars, masks, smiles, happy, nostalgia, bittersweet

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