Before I would have unrealistic dreams
Before I would have deep thoughts
Before I would be the most curious
Before I would taste it all
Now I don't dream at all
Now my thoughts let me down
Now I'm locked inside my own cage
Now I don't express myself
You don't see me as I am
They don't think I'm ever sad
You think I always smile
They haven't met me yet
You can't always laugh at everything like an idiot. There must be a dark side to people. Most understand that, but most don't want to admit it. Great write and thanks for bringing me in.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poet is bringing to us the core of her heart.its not confession or selfesteem, but flow of innocence through her ink.nice