F.A.L.S.E
An endless maze of mirrors return my reflection in every direction.
My unsteady heart cause my collapse.
Remembering all my "companions" in a silent, yet faded mist.
how many abandoned me on the streets of nowhere?
Weather must have really hated me because when I am drowning into my tears, it is always on a sunny day.
A rose represents beauty, yet its thorns bleed my fingers.
Silence
& Secretiveness are my remedies.
But, I began hearing people' lies.
If I see a face filled with deception, I tried to control my urge of ripping them apart.
Jealousy steals our confidence, as if it was a lion waiting for its prey to come out.
To be honest, I sometimes am so sick of tired crying over "silly" occurrences.
Cry, though I should admit it does help, however that undying monster I always fought comes back to haunt me.
Dear hourglass, looks like my time is disappearing.
My mask began to reveal its inner cracks.
For many years, I kept drawing a smile on loose-leaf paper.
Smiling takes away my energy, soon that light vanish.
Hide my despair for help.
Pretending my happiness was still there. my broken wings.
As I gradually remove my mask.....
I am sick of this FAKE LOVE.
I want to be freed from my cage, and be my true self.
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This poem was of course, inspired by BTS's 'Fake Love'.
In this poem, I describe my personal experiences and struggles with dealing with love.
How did I felt over all this?
Answer: it was painful that I could barely breathe normally.
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