Inside Out
Looking like a simmer on the outside,
Boiling under deep fire on the inside.
Waiting for a moment to scream!
I'm hot to the tocuh,
Waiting to burn; waiting to cause pain.
Does That make me insane?
Struggling to keep my life in check,
Inside feelings like a reck,
Just wanting this time to end.
Someone please send,
Someone to save me,
Something to help susstain me.
Why can't anyone see;
the fire burining under me?
I struggle to escape,
I Struggle to be free.
Yet, no one can see
the pain they are causing me;
they do not understand
the outside is cool
the outside is strong.
But inside everything is going wrong.
~Lisa A. Raghubans
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