Sickness in my mind.
Sickness in my heart.
Deep inside me,
I am slowly breaking apart.
My eyes are blank.
My smile is fake.
But nobody notices.
They never give instead they take.
They take my happiness.
They take my dreams.
But I still smile and laugh.
So no one sees through the seams.
No one sees until my tears finally fall.
But not the tears you think.
Instead of a clear stream,
It's blood red in my sink.
Just because you see no tears,
Doesn't mean none has fell.
Because under these long sleeves I wear,
Are the signs of my hell.
And inside my hell,
I'm crying scarlet tears.
