I bottle up everything,

I hide my emotions,

I pretend to be okay,

It’s not healthy,

I know,

But i don’t want

People to be worried about me!

Slash my hand,as tears drip

Like the heavy rain

that thunders against the window,

Blood stains,Scars remain

You think i’m fine

Because i smile

But inside i’m not.

My heart aches for

My precious sister to

return,i wait

I cry for her,still

Noone comes.