I might smile and smile and smirk
React with dignity and respect
But behind my eyes I see what you are
I know what you did
I stay professional to all, I just play along
But I am still waiting for now
And you there will be cost for your deeds
I have not forgotten but wearing my mask
I gave you everything and you threw it away
Maybe life will get to you just as I watch
I will hide away and just not care
Just keep on going in your corrupt ways
As I appear so nice and treat you with respect
As I hide behind my mask
About the Creator
Sarah Danaher
I enjoy writing for fun. I like to write for several genres including fantasy, poetry, and dystopian, but I am open to trying other genres too. It has been a source of stress relief from my busy life.
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I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)7 days ago in Fiction
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This was so sad and relatable. Loved your poem!