good luck trying to figure me out
i am a labyrinth of lies.
"yes i'm doing fine"and "everything is good"
as i stare into the eyes of every person
asking of my well-being
i lie; for reasons i wish i knew
in the back of my mind, i am screaming for help
for someone to aide me
to understand me
but the devil holds my tongue and i remain silent
maybe someday the words will come
maybe someday ill be okay.