the world is blind
to my inner strife
they do not see
the pain in my life
I show it in my eyes
as the tears fall down
I show it in my face
as I wear my normal frown
those who read my poetry
don't even stop to think
the message between the lines
tells them I'm on the brink
there will be no turning back
when I finally cross the line
then the whole world will see
that I was never 'fine'