There's this girl that's happy a lot
It's just the way she acts,
But on the inside she's been hurting,
And happiness is something she lacksTo her it's major, but no one knows
She doesn't want them to find out
But as time passes it grows and grows
Until it's herself she starts to doubtEveryone took advantage of her kindness
And started to act ruthless and cold
Until one day she couldn't stand it
And somehow had to break the moldShe changed, became different
So somebody would listen
But nobody bothered to hear her words
And left her at a distanceShe started to cry 24/7
All day and all night long
She can't explain the pain she feels
So she listens to the same sad songsHer heart will shout, roar, cry, scream
But she still keeps the secret hidden
On the outside she smiles and is friendly all around
While she's trapped in her mind's own prisonOne day she decided she couldn't go on
She was tired of losing everything
She wanted to end it all then
But her attempt failed miserablyShe did indeed try, even if she lost
But couldn't bring herself to do it
Something in her head clicked right then
So it wasn't scarred by a bulletEven though she was still in a cage
She wanted to give life another chance
Because maybe she could feel true happiness
And be able to sing and danceYears passed and she became content with herself
There's something that now she knows
She doesn't need anyone else to help her out, no
All she needs is to move on and let go
YOU ARE READING
-eunoia.
PoetryEunoia: (n.) beautiful thinking; a well mind Just a typical amateur poet. Here's some of my soul captured with words. *all images from google*