The lies I speak for others to hear,
Fall painfully upon my own ears.
The stories I’ve told of my daily life,
makes it seem I live carefree.
But it’s not the case, I’m filled with stress.
The thoughts and emotions burn within my chest.
The tears flow behind eyes unseen.
As I sit here in the dark and dream.
In the darkness I sit alone.
Like a shadowy sentinel on it’s throne.
I watch as the world beyond passes by,
Wishing I could partake or even, that I die.
Attention is something I crave.
Yet I refuse to rant or rave.
Instead I stay within my shell.
Locked inside this gilded hell.
I see smiles, I hear laughter.
I watch as others get a happily ever after.
Yet I stay here and guard the veil.
Inside my would will scream and wail.
Will I ever get what I want? Or will I stay here till I crumble apart?

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