Zenith

Opinions

Dedicated to:snsjude

Screaming on top of my lungs,
But no one can seem to hear me.
Eyes fall on mine
But no one seems to see me.
Hands touching all the time
But no one really feels me.

Everybody can read me
Like I am an open book.
But no one sees the words
Scribbled in the corner of the pages.
No one can read those words that I have not written.
All they want to do is find me,
But they can never tell, where I am hidden.

All they want to do is see a smile on my face,
But they don't know how much I cry when I am by myself.
When something is hard they tell me to stay,
But what if I can save myself by running away.
They always tell me to try harder and harder,
But what if its best to just give up.
They say they always know what's best,
But I am the only one who truly knows myself.

Maybe it's okay, not to be okay sometimes.
They all see the perfect outside,
No one seems to see the broken pieces inside.