Trapping myself in a room,
For no one get my gloom.
Seeking for happiness in the dark,
So no one will ask why I was in the park.
If anyone asks if I was sad I have lied,
For me to keep my sadness inside.
Crying alone isn't enough,
But if tell them it might get rough.
Seeing myself in a blue,
But only I knew.
Wanting for people to feel my hurt,
Yet I have to be always alert.
Tired of being alone,
But scarred of everyone's tone.
Wishing for everyone to know,
Still do they have to know?
