Like a puzzle not complete, a story yet to be finished,
I am missing something.
The pain inside is brought out in the open,
The proof is my surroundings.

To me it is unexplainable but so easy to understand,
A secret hurt that everyone feels but not as deeply as others.
To repress these thoughts is as hard as letting go,
Nearly impossible for me.

So I lie to myself, put up a front, and laugh.
When inside I feel like a part of me is gone, lost forever.
My mind and body have no correlation.
Like it’s raining day after day and there’s no sign of the sun.

But for now I fake it, be happy for the sake of it,
And hide my sadness by covering it with confusion.
Only time will make it better so I wait,
Second by second.