A Question For Us Poem by Cheska I.

A Question For Us



How are your lips sealed when you badly want to yell?
How are you so quiet when you're practically living in hell?
How are you living like that, isolated and unwell?
How are surviving without trying to tell,
How much pain you are in.

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Cheska I.

Cheska I.

Tuguegarao City, Cagayan
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