Yes i go to school
Put on a smile for the crowd
But I'm always wincing
Whys the world so loud?
I have enough of
It at home
Always yelling
never being alone
But I go in public
My mouth is clamp shut
A little smile on my face
a jacket to cover up the cuts
Even with my friends
I laugh and seem with glee
Yet in my heart I know
No happiness do i see
The longer I stay with them
the happier I seem
But honestly I'm dreading
going home to be
Basically without
A Famliy around
except for a yelling mother
standing in a gown
Or my dad
giant yes is he
but when he gets mad
not near him is where i want to be
But when the day is done
I go to sleep till morning
Dreaming until
I must be mourning
Of living a lie
To my friends and teachers
but they have no clue
if the did they would each be
Worried to the bone
Send me away
but I don't want that
Please let me stay?
So here is a smile
a smile for your day
Maybe I'll wake up
From this nightmare I lay
YOU ARE READING
Poetry. From the broken soul.
PoetryPoetry written over a time span of over ten years. This includes some of my darkest and lightest moments and the stories of others. Most deal with topics such as suicide, depression, family, eating disorders, religion, self harm, acceptance, recover...