Coffee Filtered Thoughts

Let's scream behind their backs,
and hope they never turn.

Because it's the way to live,
by watching others burn.

Let's yell it from the rooftops,
the truth doesn't make someone care.

But pointing out our antics,
is wrong beyond compare.

Don't talk about my whispers,
that are amplified into screams.

Because at the end of the day,
I say not what I mean.

I only think in riddles,
for that's what I must do.

To maintain this sheltered life,
and my stance remain true.

With coffee filtered thoughts,
And morals left for dead.

Because everyone must "express",
these planted feelings in our head.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Gejodi]

Hey,,,just my two cents...its a great poem i like it but it may not flow easily ie because the truth doesn't make someone care. 'cause truth dont make us care?? Also you use because too many times i think...With coffee filtered thoughts,
And morals left for dead. we/they must express these planted feelings in our head Nice poem