Not finished yet just tell me what you think you think
no one knows
no one sees
what i have become
everyone thinks
i am okay,
that i am happy,
and nothings wrong
but no one knows
and no one sees
this person
isn't really me
i hide behind
a fake smile
that my eyes aren't really green
they're blackholes
but only behind my eyelids
so you see vibrant green eyes,
but i see little black holes
no, my life isn't okay,
it hasn't been in a while
the lies keep piling up
inside my twisted brain
and i hurt all the time
no longer immune to the pain
