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confused Lately, I doubt everything I do
Doubt it till I'm lost,
With nowhere to go
Hiding behind a happy smile
Afraid to let everyone see
How vulnerable this body that is me
No one seems to give a shit about everyone else
Just go about your business like the blind bat you are
Or maybe I'm just talking about me
Poems don’t have to rhyme
They just have to describe how the poet feels
In a very artly manner
Hiding the iron rod behind layers of silk
So that they don’t know how much it really hurts
The poets seem to like it that way,
Because they never boldly say
What is on their suspicious little minds
But alas, there is one poet
Who will boldly say what he thinks
And this is his message:
He's tired of this life, going about the same boring life, not finding joy in anything
While his peers hide behind the same happy smile
He wished that everyone could just show their true feelings
But if that was the case
The world would be a very vulnerable place
I still doubt everything
After many months of feeling sheer happiness
I doubt everything that has made me happy, that has come to me
Sincere words come from the poet's mouth, and no one seems to care
In this strange and dangerous world
Where everyone hides behind a happy smile
