I scream and cry,
But no one hears.
I'm not afraid to die,
So no one knows my fears.
I am broken,
But no one sees.
No one has spoken,
No one believes.
On the inside, I'm dead.
On the outside, I live.
My insides have never been read,
Nor have they lived.
I wish someone would see
That I'm barely holding on.
Their harsh words cut me,
And I feel like a pawn.
Life is a game,
You have to play your cards right.
Most people desire fame,
Others to do what's right.
But at some point,
We are forgotten.
Our memories lost as easily as a coin.
