Everything is always silent. Which I can not bare.
There\'s always something on in the back round so I cannot fear.
As the silence whispers, but nobody hears.
I\'m a different person when not with people.
I\'m more quiet, more calm.
People think I\'m always chipper.
The truth is its harder then people would know.
The weight that I carry to keep people happy, is a gift yet a burden. That I don\'t know I should carry.
I feel so many different feelings, all day and all night.
How do you keep them from sight.
I\'ll just try to relax, and let it all go.
Bur it always comes back with something to show.