Can't You See?

Can't you see the pain I carry,
Day and night, every day?
Isn't the gleam of depression,
And the scar's of red
Enough to make you see my way?

Oh, you think I can't feel pain,
Yes you think I'm always joyful.
But I can't begin to explain,
The pain.
Oh yes,
The pain.

My lackluster lifestyle holds nothing,
It doesn't hold me back.
Yes, I feel the sorrow pull me forth,
I've no life-line to pull me back.

Oh, you think I can't feel pain,
Yes you think I'm always joyful.
But I can't begin to explain,
The pain.
Oh yes,
The pain.

You tell me to go on,
Yet I can't leave myself behind
In the world that so familiar.
Where beauty is so blind.

Oh, you think I can't feel pain,
Yes you think I'm always joyful.
But I can't begin to explain,
The pain.
Oh yes,
The pain.

B.Trendall

*Authors Note: This poem IS based on what I feel. Please do not use it for any means. Thank you.