You look into my somber eyes, quietly ask "are you alright"
I say yes without a fight
No more questions follow near
Not from satisfaction, but fear
Of the answer they might draw
The darkness inside they just saw
From the pain inside my eyes,
A pain that shows through all the lies
I need someone in which I can confide
Lower my guard, and swallow my pride
Say honestly that I'm dying inside
saying I'm fine was my biggest lie
Some times I just curl up and cry
I raise my fists into the air and scream the word why
And wait for the answer all night to watch the sun rise
The impression we put to the masses is that we're alright.
But honestly, at that moment you have lost the fight.
If shot silent with nobody near to hear
Does your pain make a sound, or sit silent through the years.
Festering and growing into cancer to be cut
While you struggle helplessly caught inside a rut
Praying for that one person to walk by and reach out
And ask you what is ailing you, the pain you want to talk about.
To even cut the load down by a fraction of the weight
Maybe that's all I need to help me heal this hate.