Behind the smile,
Within that laugh,
Can you still hear me?
I run and hide,
Lay in silence,
Can you still see me?
In our moments,
When I’m too down,
How can you still want me?
In the outrage,
In the lake of tears,
Can you still feel me?
I am broken.
I am so weary.
I ache. I bleed.
Though it may hurt,
I am strong, and
I want you to see me.
