No one can hear my muffled sobs as tears roll down my face
No one can see my quivering lip or my bruising hip as i sit in the too small space
No one can see the pain i'm in or when my nails dig in my skin
No one can hear the keyboard keys clack as i type out this allegory
No one can really tell why i'm here they just think its for the glory
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 8:02 AM UTC
No one can hear my muffled sobs as tears roll down my face
No one can see my quivering lip or my bruising hip as i sit in the too small space
No one can see the pain i'm in or when my nails dig in my skin
No one can hear the keyboard keys clack as i type out this allegory
No one can really tell why i'm here they just think its for the glory