I Ignore My Tears Like They’re Not There,
And Dismiss my sadness like it’s not real,
I Overlook my heart so bare,
And Disregard the way I feel.
I Say I’m fine because I’m not,
And I can’t handle it being seen,
I Dry my tears because I want it to be forgot,
How sad I’ve always been.
I’d hate my friends to know the pain,
That Each Day Tears Me Apart,
So I pretend that I’m happy again and again,
Maybe soon I’ll believe it in my heart.
I hurt myself sometimes, but not by cutting my skin,
Or trying to make myself die,
I harm myself by keeping the pain within,
And struggling not to let them see me cry.
I don’t want my friends to be upset,
So I don’t share my woe with anyone else,
It’s something I could possibly regret;
This being invisible to myself.
