I Am Tired
I am tired
Tired of smiling
When inside I'm dying
No one sees
No one will understand
That though I'm smiling
I have cuts on my hand
I let them believe
That I am happy as can be
But on the inside I bleed
I never said it
And I never will
But I'm dreaming of hill
The grass so green
The most beautiful thing I've ever seen
Yet all I have on my mind is:
How will it feel to jump off
And fly ?
Copyright © Charlize Pretorius | Year Posted 2015
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