It’s hard not to let my frustration show,
But I don’t want anyone to know,
The struggles that go on inside my head,
That stream out in tears when I’m in bed,
There are so many choices I could take,
But I don’t want to repeat my past mistake,
So I sit silent with a smile on my face,
Wishing that somehow I could leave this place,
I let my emotions flow sometimes,
But then I bottle it up deep inside,
Just like so many times before,
I lock the windows and bolt the door,
I pull down the shade,
Because I’m afraid,
No one else ever allowed inside,
Not since the day he lied.
~Bri~
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