The Texts That Didn't Go Through

Teardrops

I am very quiet
But it doesn't mean i'm weak.
I cry in silence
but my angers not bleak.
My smiles are fake
the bruises will show it.
Give me some happiness
I'll see how far I can throw it.
My past has changed me, i'm like a crow.
Those scars on my wrists, they now glow.
The essence of time is a gift to all.
Even the ones who want to see you fall.
I cry and cry all day and night
but the tears I hold back, they're gonna bite.
All I wanted was to be ok.
But now it's all over, and my story shall convey.