It hurts
It hurts to know what pain is,
From all the people in this dark, dark place I hurt.


Because of all the pain and sadness I keep,
I am scared,
Scared of being taken in by all of it and having nothing.


All the people pass on by watching getting sick and die,
Without a glisten or care shown in their eyes,
They all wear masks upon their faces,
From all the shame,
So they blame me for all of their hurt and lost.


So I take the cost, because who can blame them it hurts,
They have what it takes to try to push the pain away,
Because we all know it hurts.

But one day we will take off the mask,
The pain might go away or stay,
But we must look and see on that old plain sad face,
A smile appears, because it hurts but it will be ok