Hidden beneath this smile my parents do not see.
Heart full of lies and deceit, someone I don't want to be.
Trapped in my own hole, trying to dig my way out.
Want to do what I feel is right, but your faith is so devout.
Don't know how to tell you all I have seen and done.
Isolated from this world, locked away from the sun.
Too afraid to tell the truth. Will this story ever end?
My words are going to hurt. Your hearts might not mend.
3/1/2004
YOU ARE READING
Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
