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Hidden face_Hurting heart
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I'm feeling helpless;
It's looking hopeless.
I wonder if I'll ever find
The friend that stays inside my mind.
I keep my tears bottled up inside;
My feelings I am forced to hide,
But the bottle is full
And I've got no shoulder to cry on.
They can't see it, but it's there:
The pain too hard to bear.
Constant pressure, my head it pounding.
I want to break down, but I can't show my weakness.
Eyes are dry,
They need to cry,
But "tears cried alone are wasted emotion"
And no one is there.
I've got no comfort to obtain,
Just constantly drowning soul rain.
This self inflicted mask
Is killing my spirit,
But I can't tell anyone,
'Cause they just can't hear it.
There's too many people depending on me to be strong,
So I pretend there's nothing wrong,
But, "Yeah, sure, I'm okay."
It's not like you'd care anyway,
That I've stopped living though I'm young,
that the laughs the slip off my tongue
are lies.
Don't act so surprised.
Just look in my eyes,
You'll realize
that I'm wearing a disguise.
This happy, intelligent person isn't me.
Why can't you see?
Well, if you made it to the end of that, I'm sorry. It's just some free verse, no pattern whatsoever scribblings...but they're true.
It's looking hopeless.
I wonder if I'll ever find
The friend that stays inside my mind.
I keep my tears bottled up inside;
My feelings I am forced to hide,
But the bottle is full
And I've got no shoulder to cry on.
They can't see it, but it's there:
The pain too hard to bear.
Constant pressure, my head it pounding.
I want to break down, but I can't show my weakness.
Eyes are dry,
They need to cry,
But "tears cried alone are wasted emotion"
And no one is there.
I've got no comfort to obtain,
Just constantly drowning soul rain.
This self inflicted mask
Is killing my spirit,
But I can't tell anyone,
'Cause they just can't hear it.
There's too many people depending on me to be strong,
So I pretend there's nothing wrong,
But, "Yeah, sure, I'm okay."
It's not like you'd care anyway,
That I've stopped living though I'm young,
that the laughs the slip off my tongue
are lies.
Don't act so surprised.
Just look in my eyes,
You'll realize
that I'm wearing a disguise.
This happy, intelligent person isn't me.
Why can't you see?
Well, if you made it to the end of that, I'm sorry. It's just some free verse, no pattern whatsoever scribblings...but they're true.
