Inner Release
She kept on smiling, and held in tears,
afraid to release a drop, or the flow of inner fears
She was taught to appear steadfast and strong
because any cracked control was entirely wrong
She was brainwashed to believe, and pushed to perceive,
that any source of hope or release was hard to conceive
So one day the pressure caved in, and hurt the smiling
face that soon gave up on trying and in to crying
All the advice she was taught was now forgotten
and her staged control surrendered to a mind so rotten
For she was left to herself, and abandoned all hope
when the truth was revealed for all the lies that were spoke
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