Broken Girl

The world knows her smile. 
But her pillow knows her tears. 
Our ears knows her laughter, she makes us laugh, but God knows her screaming and  crying voice.
She is confident externally, but broken inside. 
She is reading this post.
She wanna cry,
She wish to die.
But why?
Don't she try to live instead. 
Today she is sad, Yesterday she was happy, she can still be happy tomorrow -she just have to try.

Maphatlalatse Masta Rj
The Living Poet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Mcgee Avatar
June 7, 2019 at 2:31 PM
I loved your message. I have a niece who is this. All the best with your poetry. Jeanne
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April 10, 2023 at 8:57 PM
Thank you very much Jeanne. All the best to you too.
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