KEEP MOVING

What hurts the most is all inside
In a ball, in a corner, I try to hide
Its a build up of everything I feel
A massive scar that just wont heal
People stop, and some may stare
But in the end it hard to care
And I get that, they have their own
So I say "Im fine" in a different tone
They say "ok" and walk on by
Left alone I tend to cry
I feel as though I need no help
I dry my tears and fix myself
Ignore if I can and push when need be
To avoid any kind of sympathy
Cause in each teardrop a weakness shows
And behind weakness pity grows
In that corner my ball will stay
While I search for strength for another day