Made to be

I hide behind a smile;
Hoping they would see
The sadness,
The tears,
The pain,
The loneliness;
I get the pieces
But they get the whole,
I fall;
With nothing.
Hoping,
Waiting
For someone to see,
To sit beside
But I feel,
And I'm walking by my own;
I lost hope;
Gray feelings,
I fall for them
As they get better;
I was made to be broken.

By-vansh verma
Deadly rider