It’s easy to be strong when you have people to prove you’re strong to.
Once I go home all those thoughts I hide behind my perfect smile,
come out and that perfect smile disappears.
Those thoughts tear me down and everything I proclaim to be me,
I sit here alone with my Luke warm drink.
Hoping for something to change without me giving any effort.
I know shit won’t change and it needs to.
We can no longer play this childish game.
I pray that strength I lie about will stay
And I can move on and live.
I want to change myself, or refind myself.
Be that free loving girl I was once.
But with the wisdom I’ve required along the way.
I want to be strong and have the perfect smile.
Even at the end of the day when I’m alone.
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A girl putting on a brave face for everyone even though everything in her life is falling apart. And hoping to find the strength that she pretends to stay and find to herself.