All of these thoughts
running through my head.
Scared that people won't understand...
These questions I ask myself,
but never anyone else.
How can other people know,
when I don't even know myself?
Do they see me like I see myself?
Do they ever wonder...
Just what their purpose is in this life?
Who am I? Who am I supposed to be?
Most people would say I'm quiet,
and would be surprised by how much I hold inside.
On good days I'm happy go lucky,
but on the bad ones I just sit in silence and cry...
I can mean what I say one minute,
but the next I just snap.
I lose all self control,
and things come flooding out.
and I don't even remember why I got upset,
or what I even said.