i sat alone and watched the rain
it felt like someone knew my pain
the walls were quiet, the lights were low
i had no place i had to go
my phone was dead, my smile was fake
i laughed at times just for their sake
they passed me by, they called me strong
but deep inside, they had it wrong
i broke in ways no one could see
i begged the night to set me free
i prayed to god but kept it short
just asked him why my chest was torn
they say be brave, they say be kind
but no one looks what's left behind
they want your best, they want your face
but leave when pain begins to trace
i wrote my name upon a page
then stared at it like it was strange
i asked myself, 'is this still me? '
or just a name they used to see
i loved too much, i gave too deep
i stayed awake when all could sleep
and when i broke, i made no sound
i hoped someone would look around
~ Abdul Aleem nsk
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