I’m like a switch flip me on and off,
On the outside I’m hard on the inside I’m soft,
I make my own party or I cry in the corner,
I laugh and I play or I quietly mourn her,
I’m overtaken with rage or I’m filled with love,
Destructive and mean or peaceful as a dove,
Sometimes I don’t care and my mind is at peace,
And others painful thoughts never seem to cease,
It’s a smile or a frown never in between,
Because most who know me know I’m not what I seem,
One second I’ll be happy and the next I’ll be crying,
While I’m being so cheerful on the inside I’m dying,
I may act like I’m fine when really I’m broken,
It’s a secretive trait that I prefer unspoken,
Sometimes a smile or a wink of an eye,
Is really just hint an ingenious lie,
It’s a sign just to tip off those who will help,
With the pain that most have never felt,
I am surprised that you all can just fall for my tricks,
When inside I’m a time bomb that continues to tick,
Maybe one day my secret will be revealed,
My pain and my suffering will no longer be concealed,
My little switch wont work forever,
I just hope when it breaks you and I are together.
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