Not Bleeding But Still Broken

You can't tell if she's depressed by how she looks, she might be faking. She might tell you how sad she is, but she will still have secrets haunting her.

I don't cry myself to sleep,

but I'm still completely broken,

I overthink every look I get

and the tones of voice when speaking.

I feel like nobody likes me,

like I'm too boring to them.

There's something holding me back

that I really can't help.

When they think I'm being truthful,

it's when I'm hurting the most,

my heart is aching with pain 

but it all in fake smiles gets lost.

I can't say it out loud,

I can't even write the cause,

but it gets worse every time

and I don't want another loss.

I've had enough of them,

friends that left without saying goodbye,

but by the time I realized it,

I saw it all was a lie.

I don't even know if I have any,

maybe no one really cares,

people that are now in my life

but to stay forver won't dare.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is very good. Good flow of thoughts. I could feel the sadness and the disappointment in the words. Life can leave us feeling alone. Life will change and we must change too. I like the honest and directness of your words. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote