Cant let down my guard,
for the world to see.
Yet;
my daily façade,
is asphixiating me.

Concealing my thoughts,
my undying sins.
I'm;
feeling distraught,
depression within.

My emotions are hidden,
away from my piers,
So;
my feelings are riddled,
with sadness and tears.

I will not expose them,
to what they cant handle,
Though;
i am so regretfull,
For making this scandal.

I musn't confess,
and cause them confusion,
I'll;
hide away my sadness,
with this swirling illusion

'Your always so tearful',
scorns the man in my brain,
But;
'how dare i be cheerful
when im turning insane?'