Activities of Persis Oduah Dromo Nortey

The poems I write
I don't write to impress
I write to relive stress
To remove pain from a frown hidden by a fake smile
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This girl sits quietly in her Conner thinking, she's guilty for all her unluckiness. She being called names behind her back they think it's hidden even though it's not, she knows all this and puts a fake smile on. The pain she feels can never be defined, the the role people made her play as the fool, they speak as if she doesn't have emotions it's made her learn to hide her tears no one really know what she bears she she knows all this and puts a fake smile on. People always say be yourself but when she does people strike war her heart has been shattered to a million pieces her soul is broken and its all covered up, people say she's just being dramatic not knowing their worsen the trauma, her energy's drained, all confidence lost her mind just keeps roaming she tries to hide all that anxiety but never does all seem to get away so she cuddle's her pillow like it's friend and hides her broken soul with a fake smile wishing it would all go away. She no longer her because people don't believe its her she no longer sings in her real voice because people don't believe its hers I don't blame her people are energy draining one way in the other we've all felt this way we all want to be the perfect picture in our minds forgetting that there's no perfect one.
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