My smile hides the truth
My lips they speak the lies...

My medication lies untouched
Slowly gathering layers of dust...

Shouting filled the house
Echoing all around...

They tell me to talk
To let my feelings out...

I wake up each morning
To put on my face...

As I sit and see your photo
I almost feel you’re here...

I dream that one day I’ll be happy
Free from pain and hurt...

The silence we felt
As we looked a the graves...

I wanted to listen; to hear your song,
I tried so hard to understand...

8 years today
You left this earth...

How are you? Are you OK?
I hate it when people ask...

It Started with a lump
Then came the pain...