Everybody can see me,
But no one knows I'm here.
And even though i do not cry myself to sleep,
The wounds in my heart are still pretty deep.
I don't like my thoughts when they are dark, but what am I to do?
If they take away the joy that life can give to you.
All that's left for me to do is smile and walk away.
Even though there's always something I'd really like to say.
And most people may not see how broken I am inside.
It is something I really prefer to hide.
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