It Aint My Fault Poem by albert lopez

I don't know how to start this I don't know how to express it but I'm just talking out the sorrow and pain of my heart who now lies in my hands crused and taken apart but no one but me knows about this pain I'm in the out side I'm still the same as In the out side I smile in the inside I'm dying I'm my own tears I'm drowning my face knows nothing but frowning I don't know what to do with this pain I wish there would be somebody that would understand me but I'm so use to pain I just can't feel it no more