The night protects me it covers my fears and dreams. I fake my smiles to show no pain. But I only hear the devils laugh. My smiles are the lies that I make myself and others believe, that I am fine. I can feel the darkness of those smiles in the day light. All I see are fallen angels. I flew once but had my wings cut off the first day I began to fly. I had crashed so hard that I shattered into pieces. Yet still on this day I am trying to put my self together. My journey has been and is still difficult. But I haven't giving up.
