I see these people around me,
Living the life of sham.
In their silent smiles,
I hear screams of loneliness.
People pleasers, they are called,
But I call them cowardly cons.
Too scared that others will see,
Their true faults.
A Poem Diary
I see these people around me,
Living the life of sham.
In their silent smiles,
I hear screams of loneliness.
People pleasers, they are called,
But I call them cowardly cons.
Too scared that others will see,
Their true faults.
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