Inside

by a broken smile with a broken heart is a poets life   Jun 6, 2005


People ask me how do i smile
with all those problems i have.
i tell them it's just the way i am.
but they don't really know
what's going on.
in the outside i might look
happy with no problems at all,
but in the inside i'm dying,
my heart is torn apart.
i don't know it's just like i'm nothing.
when i smile inside i cry.
when i'm happy is only on the outside because in the inside i die.
i try and try to keep up,
but it's hard!!!
i just hope to make it through all.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Jason

    Another good poem, I can feel the emotion in it. Well yea, keep up the good work.
    ~J.T.~

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