I am lost, I cannot be found <br />Not even through, the slightest sound <br />My soul is hidden, hidden far <br />From all this grief and torture <br />I chose to be this way <br />The reason why, I hate to say <br />For it is from my experience <br />That I have seen from true sense <br />That you must not show your true being <br />For people would hate what they are seeing <br />Everyone seems inside sad <br />Around every corner something bad <br />They could not know that I am not happy inside <br />For me I have something strong, I have my pride <br />I try to make them happy, I try for the best <br />Not knowing I cannot make this so for the rest <br />For they are like me <br />On the outside they are happy <br />But if given the chance you would see <br />They just want to die, and fly free <br />So I hide who I am, but just for now <br />I know I can make it through, somehow.<br /><br />Always A Silent Girl<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-true-self-2/
