They can never notice
How sad we are inside
One day laughing with friends
The next trying to hide
How is it that we can act so happy
To make others think we are well
With so much stress brought upon
To make us cry and yell
They don't feel
Our aching bones
They don't know that
We feel alone
And if I told you I wasn't ok
Would you hear my pleading call?
If I shouted would you try?
If I was silent would you hear my tears fall?
But they can't understand
What is happening in my head
Because they don't know how it feels
To already be dead
YOU ARE READING
When the heart betrays
PoesíaDepression..........what more can I say? Not all poems are mine!
