How do people get by
Hidding their emotions
Not even a tear they cry
Its liek they rid everything by an exhaled breath
Iwonder do they fear anything
Do they fear death?
How can you hide everything behind a brick wall?
How would they react, how would they cope
If their world was to crash and fall?
Do they have a hand to hold?
When their fingers are numb
And the world is cold?
I wonder what they dream
Of freedom and a perfect life?
Or is it all a played out scene
megan watts
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-scene-is-played/
