My Inner scars.

Deep are my thoughts
           thinking about my future.
Blurred is my vision of
            what tomorrow holds .

Confused is my mind
         trying to hold myself still.
Forced is my expression
         hiding my inner sadness in the mass.

Hopeful seems what I should aspire,
        Yet hard to be is what I face.
Beautiful! My eyes sees the world,
        Dark! My inner-self resonates from ‘em.

Optimistic are my dreams,
       building a morning worthy a smile.
Afflicting are my inner scars ,
    Still I stand pushing towards my Goals.