I used to hide the pain so well,
Even when my eyes would swell.
The pain lies beneath my sleeves,
Where nobody could ever see.
People would ask why i wore jackets in the summer,
I would tell them not to be a bummer.
I used to wear pants just to hide my scars,
Then came to realize my scars are just untold stories.
I used to think I was all alone,
I used to think I was on my own.
But everyone has someone.
Someone to tell the secrets to,
Sometimes the pain wants to come back,
But, I will never fallback.
I used to hide the pain so well,
And now I can tell
I will be okay:)
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My Poems
PoetryI may not be good enough to go very public so this is the start of something good in life. I'm 18 years old and i write about anything to deal with my life or how i am feeling and some of you might feel the same way sometimes. Continue reading. More...
