Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain,
Hiding my tears which fall like rain,
Saying I'm fine when I'm anything but,
This ache in my soul rips at my gut.
My skin is on fire; I burn from within,
The calm on my face is an ongoing sin,
The world must stay out; I've built up a wall,
My fragile lies will collapse should they ever fall,
Loneliness consumes me; it eats away the years,
Until I am swallowed by unending fears.
Waiting for someone to see through my mask,
And care enough to remove it; is that too much to ask?
