They said,

my life is perfect,

but little do they know that it is full of imperfections,

tiny holes of weaknesses are everywhere,

but I hid them tightly and securely from their eyes.


I am afraid,

I feel scared,

if they will figure out that behind all these wonderful things,

there are thousands and millions of scars,

from endless battles and wars.


I am afraid,

and I am so scared.

  • Author: fikrioshin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 27th, 2024 08:11
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 3
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