There is a quiet whisper
in the corner of my mind
it speaks to me on dark days
when the sunlight I can't find
It speaks of secret hatred
wrapped up in friendship's ruse
and though I try to fight it
my will it soon subdues.
I struggle in my silence
hiding all behind my smile
no emotion breaks the surface
as I tell the world "I'm Fine"
There is a quiet whisper
growing quickly to a scream
as I weave a noose of secrets
bringing end to foolish dreams.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
There is a quiet whisper
in the corner of my mind
it speaks to me on dark days
when the sunlight I can't find
It speaks of secret hatred
wrapped up in friendship's ruse
and though I try to fight it
my will it soon subdues.
I struggle in my silence
hiding all behind my smile
no emotion breaks the surface
as I tell the world "I'm Fine"
There is a quiet whisper
growing quickly to a scream
as I weave a noose of secrets
bringing end to foolish dreams.
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