We are broken pieces of ourselves,
Constantly trying to hide what is broken,
The façade we put up,
Only hides what we wish people won't see,
Where wearing our heart on our sleeves,
Is what gave us away,
We live life in a bubble,
Trying to hide from the world,
Where our daily responsibilities'
take up all our attention,
We are broken,
But our world is perfect the way it is.
Troubles but still beautiful.Yes, sounds like life. Exceptional poet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Jessica G. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks