Time for another reply-less post. Here you go:

Hidden Tears

I’m crying hidden tears
You don’t want me to share
It’s what you want to hear
Pretend that you care.

Don’t trust me today
I’m lying myself away
Everything isn’t okay
It just won’t seem to stay.

Sweet
Yet
Sick.

Smile, smile, smile
It’s plastered on my face
Smile, smile, smile
Find my happy face.

Sorry, sorry, sorry
You say just talk for a while
Sorry, sorry, sorry
I’m trapped behind my smile.

Find my happy face
Smile, smile, smile
It’s plastered on my face
Smile, smile, smile.

Sick
Yet
Sweet.

It just won’t seem to stay
Everything isn’t okay
I’m lying myself away
Don’t trust me today.

Pretend that you care
It’s what you want to hear
You don’t want me to share
I’m crying hidden tears.

Um... yeah. Thought it would be cool to do a mirror poem. Never seen one like it before, actually.

Lay Still

Lay still, lay still they say and don’t move stay still because we
Need to see what us wrong with you, so just smile and laugh
See them long and sharp gleam silver in the light so sterile
Make marks on my hand where they’ll enter and burn
Stuck inside me burning and twisting biting my skin
Hold still, they say hold still to we can stab you
Lay there cold- how can I just lie here and let
Them hurt me, violate me no! I don’t want it
I don’t want to hurt and I cry because I have
To lay here and let them stick it in my hand
In me it goes, and it stays look down at
It sticking out of my hand and scream
Because I let them do this let them
Hurt me why, why did it have
To be me- why not somebody
Stronger somebody anybody
But me isn’t there something
Anything else they can do
‘Cause it hurts it hurts
So bad I just want to
Die to escape it
But I can’t
I have to
Lay still.

EMG. I'll say no more.

Paranoid

Every word
That you say
I have to judge
Is it okay?

So many things
That you could mean
Why can’t it just
Be like it seems.

So confused
So insecure
Hitting myself
But never sure.

Tired of being
So hyper-aware
Some things are certain
So why am I scared?

Relationships. Relationship problems, I should say. Could be boyfriend/girlfriend, or just a pair of friends.

Please review. It does me good.