Help I shout,
Help I scream,
Nobody hears,
The inside of me.

I'm trapped and lost,
I'm thrown round and round.
Hidden within,
I feel like a clown.

Everyone sees joy,
sees happiness too,
But really I feel,
I've lost something new.

My heart was broken
A long time ago,
But the wound is still fresh,
Who would know?

I pretend to be happy,
But really I'm scared,
I've fought, I've lost
and now I have night mares.

The way my mind thinks,
Is a bloody hole of darkness,
The way I feel,
Eases the hardness.

I may not be right,
To do things my way,
Get a knife, slit my wrists,
for now I lay.

Hopefully it's over soon,
I think in dismay...