You Wouldn't Understand

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Every day I hide,
Underneath a smile,
But really I have lied,
I have stalled for awhile.

To keep from telling you,
Something that is sad,
Something that is true,
And pathetic just a tad.

Now that my friend,
I really hate to say,
Is why I don't press send,
When I text my feelings away.

I want to protect you,
And your already drama-filled life,
From mine which is also that too,
But more painful- like a sharp knife.

Maybe that's not what I use,
Maybe just scissors or a razor,
So yeah I self-abuse,
You must be shocked, like from a taser.

You see the reason why,
Is not just one or two,
But several that make me sigh,
And I don't know what else to do.

I want to hold you by the hand,
And tell you every piece,
But you wouldn't understand
Your sympathy fails to cease.

Sure you'll have compassion,
And I guess that will do,
But you won't see the non-ration,
Of a life I go through.

So please can you forgive me,
For not telling you this before,
But right now you should leave me ,
Right there is an open door.

I know you don't want to leave,
In fear of loosing me,
But you just have to believe,
I'll survive you'll see.

Sure I may have a few scars,
But just call them battle wounds,
Cause I'll intake light from the stars,
And play the skin I tuned.

Don't worry it's not bad,
I'm not that depressed,
I'm just a little sad,
So please don't protest.

So now you know,
And you TRUELY see,
But know you can't just go,
And simply Understand me.

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