Eyes hide pain and sorrow.
Keep things to yourself,
To prevent worry or concern from my friends and family.
Tears are only seen on the inside.
The only place to cry is all alone.
Maybe feeling lost or alone.
But also to feel lost or alone,
Not the only one who feels that way.
I feel like that everyday,
Because I am so misunderstood.
People just don’t understanding,
Because you may not have them
I know it is hard,
But make them listen for once.
I did that,
And things were better for a while.
But you will still and never will be like everyone else.
Mary Margaret Van Alstyne
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-839/
