Seclusion
It's the saddest times I seclude myself
I don't want others to see me cry
The hardest times are the loneliest ones
It takes longer for them to pass by
and harder each day to hide it
But I know others won't feel the same
People don't carry the same feelings that I do
Life is often merely a game
Hidden, secluded, delusioned
That everything, in silence, is fine
When the truth is, I have no shoulder
No comfort that I can call mine
Copyright © Juli- Michelle | Year Posted 2013
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