Visual Arts + Creativity

Poetry

Le sigh


It's weird how noone ever sees the pain in my eyes 
Or the strain in my smile 
It's weird how everyone accepts my "I'm okay" off the bat 
Or always falls for my swift change of subject

Especially because
I'm so sure if you look at me long enough 
You'll see through my words
And my walls 
And my lies 

And what's really weird is, 
that's my biggest fear...


B.B. John