If you could see through my smile to my soul
What would you see?
What color would it be?
Would you see the pain?
Would you walk away?
You can't
Instead you get my smile and a nod that says everything is just great
My soul utters the words my lips could never say
The scarlet blood, pain and tears
Words that'll never be spoken
Locked up in my soul
Pain never really leaves
It just gets easier to hide it
YOU ARE READING
The struggle is real
Non-FictionMy thoughts and encouragement to myself and anyone else who feels the want to read.
