Broken

You wouldn't care if I died

At my funeral you would not cry

Did you ever think the hate that I hide

Might just be hidden in my eyes

Inside you don't know how loud I scream

On the outside I look fine, is that how I seem?

I refuse to scream and cry

I refuse to tell the world goodbye

After death there is no pain

Apparently everyone thinks I'm sane

Just how stable do I look?

I really can't be read like a book

The scars that won't heal

Are the ones I actually feel

The people I don't hate

Are the only ones that can save me from this broken fate