All the blocked tears,
All the hidden scars
Made me seem strong over the years.
Deep inside I’m crushed,
Fire burning so high,
Yes, I’m alive, I always smile,
But deep inside I weep.
It’s all the unnoticed cracks,
All the minor burns,
That portray me as a rock,
I’ve learned to live and hide my scars.
Times fly, pain digs deeper,
But I block every tear,
So I can seem strong.
Hard like a rock on the outside,
Only a shadow for a friend by my side,
A pillow my comforter,
That’s where I take it all out.
When the moonlight lights up the world,
I wish it could be daylight because all is well,
When everyone is awake and laughing.
I’m twenty-two years old. I spend more of my time alone,either reading or writing. Writing for me is an escape from painful reality into a more peaceful imaginary world.