To us the survivors

Will never tell

I will never tell a soul

I will never tell a soul about my endless nights
About the fights and how it hurts inside

I will never tell a soul about the scars
Oh, how the scars hurt and remind me

I will never tell a soul about how the mask has to be fixed everyday

I will never tell a soul about how my parents are the cause of what's wrong

I will never tell a soul about those times I was wish those people who drank and stunk of weed

I will never tell a soul about how I wish I was never here

I will never tell a soul about anything. I'll fake things that aren't even real. I'll be the person each person wants me to be. I'll be the "image of perfection" in their eyes.

Who am I kidding....I'm nothing

Just a kid

A kid who had dreams and still has

A kid who's dreams are being crushed by the very people who tell them to keep dreaming.

What has come to this earth

What has become of me...

People tell me to be me

But than tell me shit about how they hate me for me

All I want is for my little sister to be the person they want. For her dreams to bloom. I'll be her guardian even if to means my emotions will be a mess.
All I want is for no one to hurt her. She is my life, my wonder, my hope in this god awful world....

But I guess I'll keep it in

Like always

And I'll just smile it off

And never tell a soul