Myself

All smiles in the light,
But nothing but tears at night.
No one to hold.
People care-or so I’m told.

I want to be me,
But if I was everyone would see,
Who I really am inside.
Myself. The person I must hide.

I can’t let myself be hurt again,
As I was way back then.
No one will understand.
I need someone to hold my hand.

Memories of who I was left behind.
But I have other things on my mind.
So screwed up inside I’m starting to ache.
Don’t know how much more I can take.

So I take the jagged blade,
I can’t be saved.
Blood trickles as I fall,
I’m myself…its not so bad at all...