How can I tell them that I'm afraid of the lightning and thunderstorms
When they all think I'm brave
How can I tell them I'm struggling
When they always assume that I'm doing good
How can I tell them I'm hurting
When they see me as someone as cold as ice
How can I tell them everything
How can I stop the wondering
How can I made them think that I'm also weak, struggling and hurting
How can I...
I rather want them to think of me that way
So they will hug me when I'm shivering from fear
So they will help me when I'm struggling
And maybe they will help me end this hurting in my heart and soul
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Colors of pain
PoesiaPain is like happiness it's colorful and full of stories to tell
