Don’t listen to what i say
Hear the things left unsaid
I hide stuff away
All these problems in my head
Don’t let my joy confuse you
My smile or my grin
I’m really feeling blue
And i didn’t let you in
These playing cards are here
To show you what I’ve done
I haven’t let you near
Ive confused you, I guess i won
The worry doll protects me
Holding all my fears
It’s what you cant see
They almost disappear
The words “i wanted to”
For the things i haven’t done
What i never told you
I really haven’t won
The paint brush is for art
Helping keep me sane
It really plays a part
In helping with the pain
The little book tells
Of all the hours that I’ve spent
Hiding in a shell
Leaving you wondering where i went
The collar is for my cat
Of whom i hold so dear
My best friend, she is that
I’ll always keep her near
The flower is for growing
Of which I’ve done so much
I sure hope its showing
I haven’t lost my touch
The notes and pen, for memories
I like to right them down
To remember things like “Emory”
And things that make me frown
The dog is for the animals
All the creatures that I’ve owned
I don’t know what rhymes with animals
So this verse will be postponed
The shell is for adventure
All the places that I’ve been
The trips are a thirst quencher
To somewhere new, I‘m in
The word “forget”
Because i uh well forgot
- Author: Primrose ( Offline)
- Published: May 14th, 2020 14:28
- Comment from author about the poem: The poem is about the personality mask that i made.
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