What You See Is Not Me

You see me smile on the outside. But that’s all you can see. What if tears run down my face on the inside? You hear me laugh on the outside. But that’s all you can hear. What if I’m crying out for help on the inside? You smell the scent I wear everyday on the…

I Saw Her Scars……

She walks through the halls, I take note of it all. She hears the names being called, She notices the lies being told. She feels the heavy atmosphere full of rumors and hidden lives. Someone lies about her and everyone else believes. She sits in the corner, the last desk of the row. Like a…