We are not, were never those kids you know, we are not those happy kids who'd smile so bright you swore we'd glow, we are no longer those sweet kids who would would wake you up with a hug and a kiss, we are no longer those curious kids who would turn to you with every question that went through our young heads, we are not those kids with such sweet dreams, we have been broken because this world that is never is what it seems, we are now those kids without goofy smirks, each half smile is broken and you can see it, how much it hurts, we never hug no matter how much we want to be held, we don't ask questions, we've learned how to hold our tongues, we no longer dream now it's the nightmares that come with sleep, we are broken, we suffer in silence and wear our scars as jewelry but we are not weak, do not mistake our patience as the weakness of having given up
