I laugh and joke
Like all the young folk
But my true colours are inside.
I'm quite a melancholy fellow,
though I try to appear mellow,
but this I must confide:
We are a weary bunch,
so I joke, but I've a hunch
that I have a quite sadder side.
I am loud, quite indeed,
I am proud, or so I seem,
but it's time I turned open-eyed;
I have turned a blind eye
to these feelings inside,
for so long, they no longer can hide...
But I fear, should I feel them,
the others, they may hear them,
And they'll leave me without my pride.
So instead, I hide my heart,
while the light inside grows dark...
and stay here with the love of my life.
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Lovely message Explore vulnerability struggle to balance inner emotions with outer approaches