They can see me smile
They can hear me laugh
They can see me run in the daisy field on the hill
But...
They don't see me cry
They never saw my scars
They never hear my muffled cry under my sheets
i smiled all day,
i smiled for help
YOU ARE READING
I don't Know How To Talk To You
PoesiaFor those who have a mind full of shits but can't find words to express it.
