Adorned with all the wonderful treasures
life can give.
Always looking glorious and a sight to behold.
Everyone craves my attention
which makes others desire to be just like me.
Oozing confidence and strength
on the outside makes people tremble wherever I step.
It all sounds great right?
If only one can look closer and
deeper beyond to see that
this is a facade I put on
to hide my ripped heart.
Yes, my heart is ripped into pieces.
All I feel is bitterness, anguish, hopelessness.
My pillows are scared
because I drown them in
my pool of tears every night.
I blame myself,
You know why?
I show care and
I get resentment instead.
I sacrificed everything I had to
those who in dire need and
still I got disgraced.
But it all part of life,
I will still continue to put on this facade.
You might be wondering,
Because I am already a living dead.