Hiding the shame, hiding the scars, hiding the bruises
Acting like a hero when I know I’m helpless
With my head held high I never cease to smile just to hide my frowned wrinkled face waiting to be swept away by mother nature in no time.
Saying I’m okay just to save myself from a flood of questions.
Because I thought I was strong enough, I erected a wall for people not to see my suffering.
I stand strong yet I’m breaking from within
The pain in my soul cuts so deep that it reaches to the flesh and bones
Detachment is the defence mechanism I use to ease the pain
“It will get better in time”, a lie that gives me hope for tomorrow!
Broken into pieces, hoping people will see through the bricks and come through for me
Will this fragile wall ever fall or will I just die silently with nobody to notice?
As I sob and weep over my sorrows, I keep on wondering if there’s still a place for people like me in the world
Surely no man is an island because I’m suffocating in my own land.
