I do not know why

I do not know why

I do not know why

I keep going.

I do not know how

I keep standing.

I do not know why I hide

my pain, with a big smile.

Am I a lier?

I am just tired.

I am looking someone who

listen to me,

somebody who will help me

go thorugh

the bad days,

the painful days.

I just want a big hug.

My soul needs to hear

"I love you".

But I am in fear.

I am in fear

of the social opinion.

I panic in horror,

since I can hear

the world saying,

in quiet whispers:

"I will raze your soul"

As I shed tears

all alone.

- The Writer

Author's Note

Thanks for reading!