Nobody Knows

I cry to my pillow so no one will hear,
But look through my eyes and you will see the fear,
I miss him; I need him, screams my heart,
To find proof of this pain, look at my art,
Crying and depression is all you'll see,
Happy and Pretty, something I just can't be.
Every night, I'm up past late,
Staring motionless out my window, searching for a fate,
Any fate, I don't care what,
Whether I end up finally happy, or lying in an alley, raped and shot.
But it never comes; I just lie there crying,
Slowly inside, my world is dieing,
The tears still fall, and nobody knows,
This pain that I feel, never to show.