No Perfection

i laugh off what they say and pretend it doesnt hurt, but really deep down sometimes i think the words work words are just words well at least thats what everyone says but if they are just words why do they eat me away. i try to fight it, i try to run from it, but some kind of way it always drags me down, drags me deep, so deep that im so far gone way beyond that i cant escape what i know that isnt true but ive been beat down so bad that the lies begin to doan on me and i ask am i really this horrible if i a m Lord please curse me now because i mean no harm on anyone who is one of yours....you said you wouldnt put no more on me than what i could bare but lord i think my burden is full i only ask if you be so kind to spare... take weight off my back cause im tired of being sick and sick of being tired,,im Just ready to get away from this cold dark place where people think its ok to say what they want to say...but i only ask of you to think before you speak because you never know who you will hurt and what that hurt will do to thee, because we only see the outside of the house we cant see the in because a door will always lie where a person can pretend to act as if nothin is wrong but really evertything is wrong but we will never know because what lies behind the broken blinds is a person who is beat down but you think they are perfect because a smile hides his frown well think again and be very wise because whatever you may say can take breaths away and leave many in tears and a lot in thought of only what went on when no one was looking so remember my friends a smile can be pretend but watch what you say because you never really know what a person has on his plate.