Poetry

Armor

Shivanshi Dutt

Acting silly, having fun,
Being someone I’m truly not.

The sun is saying goodbye,
The sky is putting on a show—
Daffodil yellow, sky blue,
And pink the shade of flamingo feathers.

I exit the house,
My shield slowly melting away,
My permanent smile turning into a straight line,
My benevolent demeanor changing.

Away from people,
I put down my armor.
Becoming someone
People never see.

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