Fear is what I consume,
Weary is what I grow.
Why I'm here on this Earth is what I'd like to know.
My heart is filled with sorrow,
My eyes drip with tears,
Why I feel so alone while others are near.
On they walk right before me never hearing my sound,
The sound of crying every night while no one is around,
To a pllow soaked with sadness and regrets to be found.
Silent weeps and screams yearning to be heard,
Wanting to be set free as if a caged bird.
Yet again I wake up and put on my mask,
For smiling through the hardships is no easy task.
All the fears and emotions bottled up to hide,
With a smile on my face though I'm dying inside.