Mockingjay

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Hidden

Its all pointless,
Why try at all,
We were born to suffer,
From the moment we could crawl.

Would you call life, fair?
When you're just choking with pain,
Inner screams are drowned out,
While hopes and dreams are slain.

Left with nothing,
What could you feel?
Despair? Anger?
Or emotions unreal?

Fair warning,
Reality is where you are,
Control those emotions,
Or you won't get far.

Hide the hurt,
Hide your past,
Hide what you feel,
Put on that mask.

Soldier on and deceive,
The world around you,
Bottle everything inside,
So they won't have a clue.

How twisted you are,
How frustrated inside,
So tired of everyone,
That you'd rather just die.

The never ending facade,
The mounting sorrow,
I pray for you, dear one,
For the strength to endure tomorrow.

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