This is for the stoic
No one asks if they're okay
They really wish to hear that question
Somedays
This is for the kind
They smile wave and applaud
Just imagine all the pain
That hides behind their walls
This is for the silent
Not only voices do they hide
But everybodys secrets
Bottled up inside
I don't know who this is for
Have it if you so desire
This one may be your kindling
To your inner fire
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
This is for the stoic
No one asks if they're okay
They really wish to hear that question
Somedays
This is for the kind
They smile wave and applaud
Just imagine all the pain
That hides behind their walls
This is for the silent
Not only voices do they hide
But everybodys secrets
Bottled up inside
I don't know who this is for
Have it if you so desire
This one may be your kindling
To your inner fire
