The guilt is just rising up in my throat,
like a bottle that's about to burst.
The water running to my eyes so that I'm about to cry.
No,
I must fight back the tears.
Nobody can see me now.
They all see me as someone who smiles and
laughs and
does not cry.
But really it is just
a mask
to hide my true self from the world.
I walk out and plaster
a fake smile
on my face. I look like I am ready to face my demons.
But underneath I am a coward.
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