Lucid distress

Why do you tell people that you're happy and feel fine

And when they get suspicious you insist you're not lying

Deep inside your roots, you feel lonely and consumed

And everyday when you head home, you start crying

You keep to yourself and never let anybody see you

The closer you are to someone, the more distant you get

Each day you get closer to losing your sanity

By keeping painful thoughts in your head, that's it

Nobody realizes or understands what's going on

But I see it; I can see deep beneath your skin

Your mind and soul is crying out for help

But your mouth has sealed shut, trapping it all in.

This lucid distress that repeats every day

Eats at your soul night after night

But when the world tries to reach you

You become bedridden and turn out the light...

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

i wrote this about a girl i once knew, but then I realized it was about me.

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