misc. short poems of sort

Quietly they talk
quickly about things
I must keep
quiet about.
Silently they plan, planting
quiet fears in my mind.
I mouth tell me,
but their silence now
defeans me.

Up and down, with
their echoin
silence beats my heart,a tear
trickles, down my back, beads of
sweat are gathering slowly.
Their voices resounding,
sounding scary,
masking their insincerity.

And round they turn,
they turn around and walk
back over me.

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I painted a lipstick
smile on the mirror,
to show myself
how to be brave.
Added the twinkly eyes to this
make belive figure
just to show i could
face the day. Away crumbling
inside, a disease so
dark grew deep within,
til i could see no light, til i
could no longer be brave.
Laughed at the jokes with
tears to intense, smiled like
a star. Gleaming smile that faded slowly,
Like me.