WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY MOUTH
I TRY SCREAMING FOR HELP BUT INSTEAD I SMILE AND SAY I AM FINE
WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY LIPS
I AM DYING BUT MY LIPS ARE SMILING LIKE I AM SO FUCKING HAPPY
WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY EYES
I FEEL LIKE CRYING BUT NOT A SINGLE TEAR IS SHED
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
FOR PRETENDING IT'S ALL LIGHT WHEN IT'S DARK INSIDE
YOU ARE READING
It's a journal
Poetry''Instead of blades, I use pens, but it is still my blood covering the pages.'' Comment or like if I have helped or inspired you. Also if you are having trouble or you are feeling down, Feel free to talk to me. I might not be able to take the pain...
