In my own mind with my own thoughts I am alone
fear and anxiety I have, but is never shown
My smile, my eyes, do nothing but hide
Behind an idea that I am fine
Death and destruction all I know
Love and compassion I am not shown
I walk around with a smile, for the world to see
Though I am not free
Depression, sadness, and anger is all I see
I bare this cross due to my choices in life
Though no one will ever see my personal strife
To myself I keep, I do not want others to see
What really lays beneath this façade, what is real
A broken person, a broken heart
Joy and happiness I do not feel
The loving touch of a woman, I wish I can steal
though I know it will never be for real
seems no one can love and care
for someone that can only scare
only thing I can count on to be there
is another day full of loneliness and despair