why do i always smile when i am down?
why do i always have to say that i am fine?
do i have to say what i really feel to be alive?
or do i have to hide myself to keep breathing?
here i am , shattered by what i cant not say.
here i am , lost in the mist i chose to create
i wanted to ,
i am dying to ,
i wish i could,
i hope i would,
but what if i did?
will it be passed on as it always does?
sometimes words are better kept unspoken
when no one else will seem to believe
just thoughts,
going down to the memory lane
faded , wasted and gone.......
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