why do i strive to be perfect,
when everyone knows it's impossible?
why do i strive for the best
when no one ever gives a damn?
why do i try to make them happy,
when i am hurting inside?
why do i cry this silent tears
when i know no one will wipe them away?
why do i dream for the impossible,
when i know it will only hurt more when it doesn't come true?
why do i still have to hurt,
when i have gone through this so many times before?
no matter how bad it is,
let it be between me and you,
a blank page with a broken writer,
who's life doesn't mean a thing,
to keep smiling when it hurts,
to be strong when she falls,
to bring smiles to people she loves.
at the end of the day,
lonely tears she cries,
true feelings she hides |
Submission Name: Confessions
