The Heart Poem by Samarah Essler

The heart that pounds inside,
the dark is where I hide,
my life keeps getting steeper,
and my hole keeps getting deeper,
from here to their,
its like no one could care,
I'm more confused,
cause again I moved,
my heart is pounding so fast,
will my life last? ,
my heart is also pounding so loud,
thats why I don't like being in a crowd,
I'm scared they'll hear,
and know that I fear,
and I don't want them to look into my eyes,
cause then they might relize,
that my smile is nothing but a disguise.