Me Hidden Heart
When people ask
How I'm doing today
I smile and nod
And say I'm ok.
But what the don't know
And what they can't see
Is the pressure and pain
That's strangling me.
It tears upmy heart
The tension and fear.
But i muffle my sobs
And hold back the tears.
I try to be strong,
I try to be brave
But really inside
I'm starting to cave.
I'm honestly stupid
Keeping it all to myself.
For hiding the pain
And not asking for help.
It isn't my pride
It isn't my shame.
I don't want to be
The one to be blamed
For plaguing the world
With my petty woes.
I keep telling myself
This is just how life goes.
No one will listen,
No one will care.
Ask someone for help?
I just couldn't dare.
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