Hide them
Keep them hidden
Put on a smile
Laugh
Be happy
But hide them
Don't let them see
Your enemy
But yet your best friends
The scars wrapping around your wrist
The deep sadness growing inside
Put on the mask
Because you're happy
You are
But oh
You aren't
You have everything you could ever want
Or need
But you're still depressed
For no good reason
Yore pathetic
So hide it
Don't let them see the pain inside
Because it shouldn't be there
Because you're happy
YOU ARE READING
The End Of The Road
PoetryPoetry for the dead and dying. For the ones just done trying. Here's the words for you. It's a bloody dream come true. I can't promise it'll help you get through. But if your mind is dark It'll leave its mark It'll make your bleeding heart Just t...
