Watchful Eyes
I face the world with a SMILE; no one knows what is hid inside.
They see only happiness, can’t see the tears I've cried
When I am alone I HURT, because here I do it well.
In front of all the watchful eyes my HEAVEN turns to HELL.
The judge and jury awaits me, everyone has a say.
In a life that hangs suspended for yet another day.
Who are they to judge if what I have done is right or WRONG?
Why do they stare? Trying to look concerned about what happens to me, **** YOU…..
They say that life goes on and someday I'll SMILE again.
But, how do they know my pain without being where I've been?
I'm trapped, stuck under earth, so **** what you THINK
I Deserve... I've been DEAD since BIRTH..
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