He seems happy, right ?
You hear him laugh, you see him smile.
But did you take the time to look in his eyes?
All you will find is his void echoing with silence.
He sits all by himself locked up in his room,
Smothered in his darkness,
With heavy thoughts and what ifs,
He clutches his tear stained pillow.
He sits up and looks around his room.
To see that the only person there is
Him.
The only person who hears his agonising cries
Is he himself.
He screams in his silence but no one cares,
His pain goes unnoticed, no one can tell,
His smile is like that of an angel, but he lives through hell,
His eyes brim with madness as he strikes at the walls.
So he tucks his melancholy away,
He wears a mask roughly designed of:
Pretend jokes, fake smiles and happy lies.
He’s at constant war with himself,
For caring about people who don’t care about him.
Nobody knows it’s empty,
The smile he wears,
No one knows that the pain he feels slowly devours his soul,
If only you looked deeper within,
You’d see that he was dying inside,
You say that you know him,
But truly, you know nothing at all.
Dec 14, 2021
Dec 14, 2021 at 10:20 AM UTC