The worlds been hard on you,
Scraping at your very core,
Your tears as infinite as the morning dew ,
Soon you are no more.
Cover yourself in a facade built of many lies,
With every mask that covers you,
Your tender root withers and cries,
For it no longer sees the sun to which you closed your eyes.
When a two faced angel come to guide you down the two-pronged path,
To take both good and bad to task,
Peel away all your many faces,
But there is nothing behind the mask.
2 comments:
this is extremely deep for a teenager. wise and deep. more adults should read it and learn :) good work n does kartik have a blog of his own? cos he should. if he does pass me the link.
Very poetical and profound.
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