though i smile
im crying out inside
i try to make it seem like
everything is fine
i draw back into my shell
to hide and escape
to keep my heart from breaking any more than it has
to not have to deal with things
my life is crahsing
and i cant pick up the broken peaices
i dont know what to do
lord i need your help
my eyes are stained from crying
my heart hurts
im tired and weary
im so confused
lord please help me
im cryingout to you
carry me out of this
stuff that i am in and cant get out
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes I think you have to do it yourself. Break your self out and you might find yourself blessed.