bottled up
Tears shed with no sound,
Weakness or strength?
Filling up bottles to stash away
In the depths of our brain,

Forcing a smile into our eyes
showing beauty we can't describe;
To hide the darkness that's inside
Covering up the glow we all provide.

Turning comedy to tragedy
Fiction to fact
Lying to the mirror
We all feel inferior

struggling to survive
in a world full of lies
© RuXby