Hidden
I count the countless stars above me
And sing into thin air,
In hope for the pain to slowly wither away.
It's the time I cry the most,
Cause I know there is no one to see them.
I am tired of holding them back -
When someone hurts me.
I am tired of pretending to be strong
Cause, I am not!
No one hears my silent screams
Nor my tearless grief.
No one sees how hard I fight to put back my tears
and put on that smile.
I crumple up underneath my blanket
And let the numerous tears fall,
Smudging my Kohl
Soaking the cloth.
Inside me,
despondence continues to burn,
Blazing my soul to ashes.
Life is delusional,
Darkness of loneliness drowns me in.
All lost and alone.....
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