MyselfA Poem by beauitifulybrokenThis is more so about the persona, or the mask I wear around other people with the expectation to always be happy & perfect.Am i not happy enough for you would you like me to prance around doing all that you expect sit pretty, shut up stuff down all the ugly s**t that you know is tearing me apart you who always plays the fool the tool that is forever damaging the little confidence i keep until all that makes me, me is tucked away in a little box labelled ‘do not open’ would you be happier if i was forever your puppet you already pull all my strings I’m getting sick and tired of being something for you to show off when all i really want is to be myself
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1 Review Added on January 27, 2024 Last Updated on January 27, 2024 AuthorbeauitifulybrokenCanadaAboutInside there is a soul that is yearning to be heard,felt and seen. Letting my self express these thoughts and words help for that soul to feel a little less alone. more..Writing
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