My mother taught me all the fables
I stopped leaving my feelings on the tables
To keep them inside and not let them show
Once in awhile they'll slip out a window
Another night again
Another journey without friends
Buried somewhere deep beneath my skin
There's a war I have to win
The nightmares I wake to every now night
Makes me want to give up the fight
To crawl into a ball and cry
Wanting to do nothing but die
Look into my eyes
See pass my disguise
Do you see the tears
That have fallen through the years
But every morning I'll get up
Put on a smile like daily make-up
Suffer though the days
So in the night my mind decay's
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