Me

What doesn't kill you,
It makes you wish it were true.
You believe what they say,
The good the bad and the ugly too.

You tell them your alright,
You smile and say your okay.
They ask you if your happy,
You smile while putting on your best play.

You're scared of what they'll say,
Frightened by what they'll do.
The thoughts drifting in your head,
Oh, if only they knew.

Various shades of black,
Covered in hues of purple and blue.
There are the ones that they can't see,
And the ones they can but choose not to.

There are the tear-stained memories,
Of who I used to be.
Lock bursts open,
And now she's free.

She's here inside, oh inside is she,
The most definite part of me.