Desperate

The rain had stopped now.. at least for now anyway, however the sun was still invisible, but the pain inside my own soul was visible, not to the human eye, but to my own feelings.. Pain.. pain was breaking my heart like a hammer broke a glass window when the unspoken burgle of the home happens..

Here I go again, another fake smile hiding another real tear, this way was the best way. My way out was to lie, lie about everything to the point even I believed it was true..

But that was until he walked in through the school
gates. Then the truth came out..