These questions remain unanswered
As if there's no reason to
Have you ever wondered why
Nobody tries to help you?
On the outside you're fine
The inside? You're dying
Fear is what the problem is
All you're doing is lying
The cries are silent
Just like you
You're not the only person
That they see through
It's a cry for help
But still no answer
Everything is wrong;
There's no "happily ever after"
The pain is nothing new
It's something that seems to fall through
The ground below you is getting weak
And still you don't find the words to speak
YOU ARE READING
Try To Stop Me
PoetryThis is how it is. Society has us blinded us until the end, but not anymore.