Who are you they ask?

Why bother asking if you are going to tell me anyways.

Ok.

You're beautiful, smart, bright and happy;

lies...

More lies.. 

All lies..

They do not know me.

I am a mess.

Hard to pick up, hard to fix, hard to love.

I am a shadow.

Empty walls, Empty eyes, empty heart.

I was fighting a war that no one could see.  

Can you tell? Can you see them? Can you feel them?

Scars & Bruises.

"Are you okay?"

I am fine.

I tried to fly..

Fly away from the demons inside of me;

Instead I started to fall,

I kept falling.. 

   falling...   

     falling...

until there was nothing left of me.  

I ended up in pieces.. I ended up broken.

I promised I would stay.

I tried.

I wanted to be seen. I wanted to be heard. I wanted to be alive.

Now it's all gone. I'm gone.