Strong
Location
Days are tough
I put on a happy face
Mask the pain
No one knows
The real you beside few
I feel lost
Tears fall down
People always ask, "why be sad?"
"Just be happy"
My true self
The #filter shows me as perfect
Nobody is perfect
But we try
Young girls too scared of imperfection
So we hide
I seem okay
But my demons are contantly taunting me
"You're no good"
But I fight
Behind the filtered smile
I am Strong
This poem is about:
Me