Hidden Desire

CherryEllie5

Walking through life with a smile, not once putting your head down, because everyone wants everything to be okay, so they don't have to worry and act like they are bothered when you frown. You do whatever it takes to look like nothing happened, you spare people from having to act fake and worry. You wear long sleeve shirts to cover your scars, when you were tired of living and wanted to be one with the stars. You see them everyday, yet you don't know what it's like, to have a hidden desire, to slice open your heart. You ask if they're okay, you sound like you're concerned, for that acting alone, an Oscar can be earned. So please tell me this one thing, why ask in the first place when you're not really concerned. Do you want to look nice in front of others, do you think there's some price to be earned? Asking what's wrong doesn't make you any better, cause all that I'll answer will only put you at ease, you will never know the true strength of my hidden desire, because you are nothing more than a dirty LIAR! Does it make you feel good, or are you just that stupid, thinking that your words mean anything, if your actions don't reflect on your meaning. But no matter what I say, you will still continue to ask, because of that big ego of yours, hiding behind that fake mask. You will never get rid of my hidden desire, it will always burn deep inside my heart, because nothing you can say will extinguish that fire, nothing you say can separate us apart.

  • Author: CherryEllie5 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 13th, 2017 07:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is what I feel everyday.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 18
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  • Tony36

    Great write

    • CherryEllie5

      Thank you! 🙂

      • Tony36

        Welcome



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