I don't know how to stand it
The feelings that I keep
There's no other way around it,
Those wounds that run down deep

There are many feelings
That I merely push way down
They make me smile, and send me reeling
But there are those that make me cry and frown

I seem to think a good thing
Is to put out a smiling charming front,
A happy smile, a cheery song
To make me feel less like a runt,

I always seem to find myself,
In this sadness dungeon of mine,
The more I'm there the less I'm me
I feel as if I'm losing my mind

No matter how much or hard I try
It seems to always backfire
And every time I tell a happy lie
In my heart and mind, dark thoughts inspire

Though I tell people that I'm fine,
My only hope is that no one sees
The hidden demons I keep confined
To sustain the happy image I upkeep

Some times my friends and I
Make fun of the secrets we keep
But they don't know how much I cry
From the pain that runs too deep

Sometimes I wish that others
Could see straight through wall
That I put up to keep them out
And help to pick me up, should I ever fall

So I wrote this when I was hanging out at a friend's place for the weekend, one of my other friends were there, and he brought up some bad memories from a jab he made towards me in English class....inspiration struck and one thing led to another. I hope if you guys feel this way, that you guys will talk to me about it *cough * DeathTheSoulStar Digipop FoxieKitty d3athold3R RapunzelFlowerFace *cough* because I know how you all feel. And those who put up walls, we need to help each other scale them, or break them down.