My Internal Pain
I’m hurting inside
There’s no way for you to know
I’m crying so hard, internally
But I’m trying to do my best not to let it show
All I ever wanted was to be loved
That it’s killing me softly and makin me mad
Sometimes all I want
Is to come home and be held
But that’s wishful thinking I guess
And thoughts that I shouldn’t be speaking
I’m trying to keep myself in good spirits
But I’m always alone
There’s never anybody around me that can hear my cries
I’m so misunderstood and no one seems to care
And that’s why I keep my feelings bottled up inside
Not wanting to let anybody inside my mind
Sometimes that’s the best way to be
There’s no room in my heart for anything else
Copyright © Lisa Jackson | Year Posted 2007
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