| I may appear strong, stubborn and that everything's alright. But in actual fact, all that is within me is uncertainty, fear and much loneliness. Sure, I can paint colors on my world to tell others of that light at the end of my tunnel. But I know in my heart of the pain to walk each step on my own.
For the sake of the happiness and life of others, I stand like a solid tree. When all I feel inside is but like a drifting weed. I say nothing about myself and hide behind closed doors Just wishing time will just pass away from me.
I share nothing because no one will ever understand Because the things you want to hear will never be what I want to say. The things I need are not the things you can give to me now And this truly hurts when mixed in with loneliness
I don't know how much longer I can hold onto this pain The hurt is eroding me from the inside But for the world and for your needs I will just be. And pretend that this is but just another day.
*Shanea Out (....) @ 8:16pm* |
is everything okay dear?