Inside Evangelina

We all hide; inside & out

It's easier now to hide with all the distractions

Music

Art 

Drugs 

Drama 

My distractions are pictures with a little addition of filters

May sound strange but hear me out 

Will ya? 

It hides the sorrow 

Sadness 

Hurt

Pain 

It hides the true feelings

at least that's how it is for me 

These filters allow me to remain concealed 

From myself and peers 

I appear happy and never seen without a smile

But behind the filters there is so much going on

I hurt deep inside and no one knows 

It helps block the sadness in my eyes 

And pain written on my face 

Just one little change to a photo 

And bam I could see what I'd look like happy

And it sure is nice. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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