Despite all the good things in life, there’s still bad things and there eating me up inside. I bottle up all my anger and rage till I fill like I’m going to explode. I hide behind all my laughter and joy trying not to show what leys beneath this tough exterior. Late at night I sit and cry alone hoping that one night I will fill alive, but till that night I will continue to live this life that I call a lie in hope that my eye will stay dry=[!
its how i fell
September 6, 2009