I try to be perfect.
I'm twenty one.
And here in my corner
I know how I sound.
My words are convenient
For everyone else.
I sound so innocent,
A little bit sad.
I sound like a heavy rain
On weekend's dark.
I sound like a calming way,
Like favorite song's part.
My family proud of me,
Friends wanna be near.
My words are convenient,
Reliable as steel.
But behind them - my silence
And nervous thoughts.
You don't wanna hear that -
So I losing my voice.
I keep quiet when necessary.
People should stay in love.
For this reason I'm careful
To the people around.
I try to be perfect.
I'm twenty one.
And here in my corner,
Alone, I scream loud.
10.08.2025
I try to be perfect
© Copyright: Мария Марсо, 2025
Свидетельство о публикации №125081007248
Свидетельство о публикации №125081007248
Рецензии