When I close the door, my bedroom holds my secrets
And my pillow captures all the tears I've cried
But, in public I am strong, showing no weakness
I keep it all locked somewhere deep inside
I have lost the keys within the past
And this hole within my heart just seems to grow
The emotions that I knew all fade so fast
I feel like I am putting on a show.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem