The real me

My eyes
are filled with tears
But why should
anyone care

They don't know
I'm feeling this pain
that i am too strong to show

I'm smiling
when i feel like
crying
I'm alive
when i feel like
dieing

this pain is to much
theres nothing i can gain
if i show someone
all of my pain
i am week
and all alone

some days i run
and hide
and wish for a gun
so i don't have to show
this side

my hurt
is my life
my heart
gets stabbed from a
dart

my life is all sorrow
when feelings i have to
borrow