Hidden Feelings
When I'm around people I try to hide my pain,
Because I don't want them to see how I truly strain.
I am tired, worn, and weak,
But no one could tell by the way I speak.
It's hard to keep this hidden from the world,
But I keep my feelings inside, not letting them unfurl.
People see me as very wise and strong,
Not knowing how I can barely gather the strength to carry on.
Perhaps that is more strength than others know,
And look up to me for help to make them grow.
Each day it seems I'm in another fight,
Against the feeling of never ending plight.
Yet I fight on every single day,
Not showing others how much I truly sway.
With the love of those I hold dear to me,
I find the strength to carry on and hope to someday be free.
Because I don't want them to see how I truly strain.
I am tired, worn, and weak,
But no one could tell by the way I speak.
It's hard to keep this hidden from the world,
But I keep my feelings inside, not letting them unfurl.
People see me as very wise and strong,
Not knowing how I can barely gather the strength to carry on.
Perhaps that is more strength than others know,
And look up to me for help to make them grow.
Each day it seems I'm in another fight,
Against the feeling of never ending plight.
Yet I fight on every single day,
Not showing others how much I truly sway.
With the love of those I hold dear to me,
I find the strength to carry on and hope to someday be free.