Whenever I'm around them, I raise my head high
none of them think of my life as a lie
all of them think I'm happy, content
but the truth is my heart will always bare a dent
While you yell ,scream, and hitt
I feel my soul fall apart bit by bit
I tug at my hair, scratch at my own skin
this is what it feels like to crumble from within
I know to my situation, not many can relate
and that is why I'm stuck in this never ending debate
What to say? Who to tell?
why am I stuck in this flaming hell?
A hit to the stomach, and a blow to the face
I start to run, and you start to chase
You finally reach me, and pull me down
covering my mouth so I can't make a sound
'I should have told someone, but now there is no going back'
these are my last thoughts as my world turns black
 
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