Truth is.... [ suming it up ]

Note books Computers,
Scraps and more,
Show my true feelings,
Hidden up,
And closed behind a door,

My Poems and thoughts,
Some that aren't true,
But some show my feelings,
And Reveal images of you,

Abuse,and,Cries,
From Child's lives,
Some aren't about me,
Some are just lies,

But Cutting love suicide,
And My cries to be dead,
Are stuffed up and hidden,
Locked up in my head,

Thoughts are revealed,
Again and again,
Of how i feel twords these things,
That reflect upon other peoples lives,

A question to god,
Would just lead to more,
My questions aren't answered,
More people just fall to the floor,

Falling dead,
Falling from cries,
Falling from the look,
Of other peoples eyes,

So god Ill sum it up,
And put on a disguise,
Just tell me why,
You dispose other eyes...