Holding On.... Poem by Taylor Young

holding my head up is like a chore, trying not to cry is the hardest part. holding on when i feel like just letting go, feels like an eternity of pain. i push the pain away, yet is slowly consumes me all over again. its funny they all chose to ignore my pain, to act like everthings ok. but there wrong im hurting and i feel as tho im dying, my eyes should be a dead give away full sadness they dont shine like the stars they ae dull and lifeless like im dead. when will they all finally say...whats wrong? i care about you, stop your crying everything will be ok. i will always be here but no they all leave no matter how hard i try to hold on.