I have a simple problem
one I can not name
for those around me
would surely find me insane.
I wear pants and sweaters all year long
suffering through the heat
just to prove to myself I'm wrong
that this addiction I can surely beat.
I cover my arms and legs
my belly and my sides
just because of the scars
the clothing tends to hide.
I smile at those around me
act goofy and unafraid
just so they won't suspect
the fear that I have made.
I do not shed a tear
even when I hurt
because crying shows fear
and I must be brave.
I can not name this
for surely they would lock me up...
I can not name this
for they would not understand
so here I sit and suffer
and bring on the pain.
