Terrified of getting to close again.
This part of me that holds love and sin.
Who would love someone who thinks he is no better than mediocre?
Cover it all up because no one knows the sadness of a joker.
Hard to believe in myself or what I can accomplish.
My lack of esteem had altered my point of view.
Confidence is only a show and even then it's
Hard to muster up.
I can't continue to live like this, punishing myself.
My thoughts are mine alone, known only by a few.
The thoughts eat at me from the inside out..I'm rotting
Hiding behind smiles and laughs to not explain the pain.
Still I hold onto this last shred of hope I posses.
In every night, darkest of nights, you can find a small light.
In hopes to get close so that I may shine bright.
Now I must change my mind, life, and my world.
In order to this I accept the dark truths.
It may not be today or soon but keep watching.once I build myself
Back up, I will rise above the rest.
No longer will I lay in the debris of a broken life.
I will put my life back together surely and timely.
I'm moving onward and no one shall stop me.
This joker is sad no more.