Beaten, broken, and betrayed I lie here,
    Left with only memories of pain and fear.
    It slowly tears me apart,
    Daily wishing I could cut the pain out of my heart.

    No one would suspect I feel this way.
    The ones that knew didn’t know what to say.
    So I keep it bottled up inside,
    And feel my soul slowly die.

    It’s easy to judge from afar,
    Which only causes painful scars.
    Making people’s worlds fall apart-
    It’s hard to mend a broken heart.   

    So it’s easier to just put on a smile
    Even though I’m in denial
    For it avoids the passing glares
    And it’s just easier not to care.