Can no one see this smile I'm faking,
See how, inside, I'm constantly shaking?
These people all claim they know me well,
Yet no one can see through my crumbling shell?
"I'm fine", I whisper, my sadness unknown,
They leave me to deal with this anguish alone.
I've hidden behind this wall most of my life,
I've managed so far, I've dealt with my strife.
Watching as, slowly, my blood leaks away,
It helps to keep life's true horrors at bay.
I pull down my sleeve to cover my hurt,
For approaching footsteps, I'm on the alert.
I guess my pretense is just all too real,
No one has to know of the pain that I feel.
The real me inside, where no one can see,
I can fool everyone else, why can't I fool me?
When we converse, it's just surface stuff;
We say some words, but is it en
Womens In My Life
I was born,
a woman was there to hold me.......... my mother
I grew as a child
The Stuff I Served My Teacher Farz hai jo umar bhar nibhana hai सुख-दुख के अफसाने का ये राज है सदा Kya pta hai tujhe? ki mere jajbaato ka alfaaj tu hai, mere hontho par bikhari mus
The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk
