who minds

questioning my thoughts even as I write the words of my mind.
The night is dark like the way i feel inside. now the dawn breaks
on a new day.
is today going to be that day.
The mind holding on to that last happy thought.
Fighting off the tears no one ever sees. Trying hard to not break apart.
No one here to pick up the peaces and put them back together. Or to
know my pain. Surrounded by people that just pretended to care,while I am ding to be set free.