Giving up doesnt always mean your weak.
Sometime it just means that your strong enough to Let go..

-Not mine.

Not all scars show.
Not all Wounds heal.
Sometimes You Can't see
the hurt, people Feel.

I'll paint you a picture.
a picture with a twist.
The pencil will be the razor.
and the paper is my wrist.

And if i paint correctly
A red fountain appears.
To wipe away my thoughts.
And wash away my fears.

I've learnt that you can go on, long after you think you can't.

I didn't want to admit it
it was easier to Lie
to hide the hurt and emptyness
to smile instead of cry.

I lock away the Pain
Put away the Fears
Show you only smiles
Not the hidden Tears

You'll never know how strong you are,
until being strong is the only choice,
you have left.