It is not as easy as it appears.

There is such a thing called dry tears.

They are not as happy as you may think.

Especially when nothing inside is in sync.

Wearing a few different masks to hide the pain.

For smiles are a must to keep up the vain.

Keeping busy to stop from wallowing.

But nothing can stop the sorrowing.

Well….not today.

Maybe someday.

Poem by me @sugaroc
Painting by Bogdan Floridana Oana
Day 18 poem for by poetry challenge to write a poem a day for Rihanna Art @badgalriri


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