The tears are falling down my face
Dripping off without a trace.
The cuts are bleeding, leaving scars
Covered up and behind locked bars.
The sadness always in my eyes
Hidden safely behind my guise.
The bruises always upon my skin
Kept a secret, like a sin.
The screams always heard at night
Forgotten, by next daylight.
The flinches always seen in sight
Laughed away, excused by fright.
And when you ask, it's the same each day
I'm alright, I'm fine or I'm okay.
And each time you asked before accepting my lie
That's one more time, you could have saved my life.
