What you don't know is that, I'm struggling about something, something I can't explain and can't even say a thing.
What you don't know is, how I'm broken inside,
I just pull myself together and put my feelings aside.
What you don't know is, I have this weak side in me,
For I cover up this side so you won't even see the real me.
What you don't know is that, how struggling I am to keep myself busy,
Just to keep my brain busy about something to prevent my kind from being noisy.
What you don't know is, I'm trying to open up my thoughts through this Poem my friend,
But I think these thoughts will just forever be kept and sealed inside me until the end.
