The garden rock fools everyone.
Strong, sturdy, and solid?
It isn’t.
The rock is hollow,
The rock is empty,
The rock blows away with harsh winds.
The garden rock fools everyone.
Smooth, shiny, and clean?
It isn’t.
The rock is rough,
The rock is black,
The rock is smudged with dirt.
We put the masks on for others.
Try to be what they want us to be.
Go out, make a show.
Go home, let it all go.
1 comment:
dang this is great. I hope you're doing alright michelle. almost done with high school, enjoy these last couple weeks
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