Truth

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The truth is that I am not okay
Pain every day
My smile is desperate and my laugh is denial
Wanting to be gone, but never suicidal
My eyes betray me
Showing what I don't want them to see
I continue life, but want to be done
My screams for help come out as faint whispers
Known by one and heard by none
I am always fine
I am always lying
I wear a mask
I hide the truth from all
I drop low, but can never fall
My contradictory thought drive me insane
I hate attention, but want fame
I want them to know my name
But not my truth

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