Apperance
The man that seems so happy,
is the way he might appear.
But he is battling something deep inside,
his biggest fear.
You couldn't tell by looking at him,
he treats everyone with care.
But those feelings that make you and me smile,
just isn't there.
It could of be his future,
present, or the past.
But if you rank his emotions,
happiness comes last.
If only there was someone to talk to,
someone in our zone,
but that person his hard to find
Copyright © Amy Gillard | Year Posted 2018
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