May 7, 2012
Trying to find my way through life
Wondering which way to go
Left or right
Up or down
...Must find the light...
Hidden below...

So deep...
So small...
So very hard to find...
If tears left scars...
I could only imagine...

So lost...
So hidden...
Feeling so pretend...
Acting fine
Dying inside
From the truth locked within

A shield of fictitious
Feelings they see
Are not truly me
A fake
Made to let them believe
I’m fine
Im okay

They cannot see,
The real true me,
Hidden so far
The surface they see,

The surface they see,
Is simply,
Created to let them believe
They need not worry,
About me
And my dying beliefs.

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