Outside, you see me smiling, and floating through each day
A little tired, a little thin, but overall okay.
But you don’t hear my anguished thoughts, which surface every night.
They haunt me and torment me until I’m too weak to fight.
And so the next day, I come to school with deeply shadowed eyes.
I smile, laugh, and speak on cue, living a web of lies.
A silent scream echoes inside.
A reaction to my lie-with no warning-it bursts, and I crumble down and cry.
Come find me, help me, and make it stop. No! Keep out! Go away!
When it comes, I don’t have control over the words I say.
Can’t you hear my silent scream? Decipher what I hide?
So come ask me what’s wrong, come sit down by my side.
If nothing else, please read this tangled web I weave.
You’re not the one I’m trying to deceive.
Help me; I don’t know what I want. I’ve lost my guiding light.
Please hold me, let me cry and say somehow, you’ll make it right.
Because deep down, I know what’s wrong; what keeps me awake.
What is the source of all my tears and ever-lasting heartache?
I can’t face it yet, or maybe I just won’t.
Please, someone, help me understand; God only knows I don’t.