Know

It hurts to wake up, to breathe, to live.

I smile and laugh but it means nothing,

no one knows I hurt and I ache.

It's depressing to know that no one knows what's happening to me,

I want to scream and shout but I reign myself in.

I've learned to control myself and not make a scene,

but sometimes I want to be free and express all the anger,

the sadness, the crushing defeat that I feel

EVERY SINGLE DAY!

But I keep quiet and I smile,

No one knows.