Craven

Slithering underneath,

Where no one hears.

Hiding behind,

A mask of tears.

Skin crawling,

At the sight.

Smile twisted,

Wound too tight.

A secret hid,

In plain view,

Stalking prey.

Nothing to you…

I don’t know how to be brave,

When all I do is “Misbehave”.

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