It's all a facade, the happiness that you see
When you see her walking down the street thinking how her mind could be so free
But if you really dived into her heart you'd find that it was buried
And the mind you thought was free was really an oil filled sea
Cluttered with the pollution of her past, preventing her from moving into a future
As she wonders if they ever stop and think how they ever lost her
But you know what they say, the good ones always go
So she remembers her significance and sets her mind to a new road.
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Nineteen years old. Residing in NYC. I'm a free-write poet and I love singing and reading. Follow me :)
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