The truth is hidden until proven wrong
Pain concealed, there lies a mask instead
On his lips forever there was a song
Deep down his heart continually plead
At certain times the mask was firmly placed
But alone it fell to pieces through tears
When the time came to go home his heart raced
Fueled by continual vivid fears
He found himself in a circular room
Corners were no longer there to hide in
No one knew he would end it with a boom
For not knowing some felt a burning sin
Some of us heard with no tears of sorrow
Others know they'll not forget tomorrow
Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 2:59 PM UTC
The truth is hidden until proven wrong
Pain concealed, there lies a mask instead
On his lips forever there was a song
Deep down his heart continually plead
At certain times the mask was firmly placed
But alone it fell to pieces through tears
When the time came to go home his heart raced
Fueled by continual vivid fears
He found himself in a circular room
Corners were no longer there to hide in
No one knew he would end it with a boom
For not knowing some felt a burning sin
Some of us heard with no tears of sorrow
Others know they'll not forget tomorrow
I did not know this boy personally but he committed suicide in high school and I felt horrible for never knowing his pain or getting to know him and help.
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