Dreaming*Reposted

I often sat and wondered,
and would just look outside,
how longer I would carry on,
the mask I'd wear to hide.

Fake smiles are very easy,
to put on and wear all day,
to smile and act all happy,
like everythings okay.

But deep down we all know,
that nothing is really right,
we all know how it feels,
to break down in tears every night.

Visible scars lay upon my arm,
with the memory of the knife,
of the thoughts I would be thinking,
of how i wanted to end this life.

Dreaming of all the lonely lies,
and broken promises too,
I wish I could just tell,
I just wish someone Knew.

Dreaming of something different,
maybe things would change,
but nothing good comes from hoping,
it all remains the same.