Have you seen me looking afar?
If yes, can you tell me why?
Am I staring at the girl I love?
Or am I staring at my own death.
Being silent, being alone
Keeps my sane intact
Keeping my demons at bay
Destroying what's inside of me.
No one cares, no one tried
A smile that everyone wanted
Tears inside my eyes welling up
Waiting for someone to wipe.
How can you tell someone's tired?
If even his feelings are lying to him.
How can you tell his living his life?
If eyes tells more, if mouth keeps
faking.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts of Somebody you used to Know
PoetryPart of me is saying the truth, and part of it is the pain telling me the truth