When will the darkness end?
Will morning ever come?
Will I always have to pretend?
Or will the mask be broken by some?
The smile on my face,
Is almost never real,
I put it there to hide,
So I don’t really have to feel,
Feeling broken and alone,
Feeling down and out,
I find no strength to stand,
I find no strength to shout,
I only wish for someone to notice,
Someone to care or someone to see,
But no one dares look past the fake smile,
No one dares see the real me,
So I walk on in the daylight,
Although to me, an endless night,
Searching for my sunrise,
While I struggle in this plight,
So much is wrong in the world,
There is evil in most everything we see,
But now I am starting to realize,
My biggest danger… is me.