Pretty little lies of "I'm fine"
***** little secrets behind those eyes.
Every time we say "goodnight"
We hope that we will die.
Our lights dim now as we lose hope.
They said that we were fine
We were all right
But every single night
We lose more of our light
No one in our sight
We cut we hurt
We get high
To act all right
We hide behind our smiles
That we show and cover our eyes.
But no one says the pleading
Question in the eyes.
We give up for help
We lose sight of hope
We give our happiness
For comfort is imaginary.
Parents never see
Siblings never know
Friends never care
People never share
The facts that we hide behind
Our eyes.

-3nwlry