Me Holding Back... Poem by Jessica lee Workman

i walk to school with my stuff in my backpack,
nobody know what she is holding back,
wearing the same cloths i wore yesterday,
i hides her cuts and burns by the jackets she wears everyday,
the teacher wonders how im doing, and i say okay,
it so hard to hide my pain behind a smile,
sometime i wish i was never born,
i dream of a places where i will beloved,
sometimes i cry in the middle of the night,
hoping god will take me in the night.