What do you call it with all you feel is pain
when your loved ones look at you and all you feel is shame
when you are tired of living and playing this game
when you know your life is meaningless and your the only one to blame
what do you call it when the hurt is in your soul
when you smile and laugh but you know its all a show
when you feel life you hit you all-time low
when nothing makes you happy and the darkness around you grows
what do you call it when you feel so alone
when your in your house but it doesnt feel like home
when you look back in you life and every choice you made now seems wrong
when the wait to die seems too long
YOU ARE READING
On The Inside
PoetryPoetry I wrote, about my life and hopefully it will relate to others who have been abused or hurt or who have at one point, been broken girls....Its about what we hide, on the inside.
