It seems so great on the outside
But welcome to the real world people
It's all just some god awful charade
Yes loose lips sink ships
But mine came undone a long time ago
And this pen
It's just a writing utensil
Nothing great
It's not a magic wand
So take a shot in the dark
And miss
I don't have the answers
Just questions
Just the would be fake smile
The pieces really don't come together
Not for me at least
And the rest it's just a mystery
The history is that
No one really knows
No one understands
No one really cares
No one really tries
No one really tries
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
all your poems are great but i love this one. nice