I am lost, I cannot be found
Not even through, the slightest sound
My soul is hidden, hidden far
From all this grief and torture
I chose to be this way
The reason why, I hate to say
For it is from my experience
That I have seen from true sense
That you must not show your true being
For people would hate what they are seeing
Everyone seems inside sad
Around every corner something bad
They could not know that I am not happy inside
For me I have something strong, I have my pride
I try to make them happy, I try for the best
Not knowing I cannot make this so for the rest
For they are like me
On the outside they are happy
But if given the chance you would see
They just want to die, and fly free
So I hide who I am, but just for now
I know I can make it through, somehow.
Always A Silent Girl
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-true-self-2/
