To spare your feelings
I will shut my mouth.
Practice self healing
while carrying doubts.
Drown the screams that echo my mind,
ignore shadows that trail behind.
Swallow salty tears,
say they come from joy.
Laugh off awful fears,
that come to destroy.
Carry great cheer, even if fake,
wear a big smile that never breaks.
Never be scrappy,
find sweet words to say.
Act as if happy,
pretend is okay.
A disguise converts to real,
but in each eye truth is revealed.
Dig deeper to find
answers torn hearts mold,
be gentle and kind,
so real love could hold.
- Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
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